New York's public transit is good, but sometimes, it's just nice to walk home. Today was one of those days.
And I don't know if everything was actually real or whether it was fueled by the mix of Animal Collective, Okkervil River, My Morning Jacket, and She & Him (with a pinch of Nina Nastasia and Iron & Wine) in my mp3 player or if it was city or the day itself or a combination of all three or none of them. But, here's some things I saw along the way:
An angry lady eating an ice cream cone.
Rivers of people swallowing cars whole.
A guy almost getting hit buy two busses.
This great picture of a little boy kneeling down in front of an elephant that is, apparently, in the window of ever frame shop in the city.
A cab that left the scent of marijuana in its wake.
My new favorite street: Great Jones Street.
A gigantic bust of a composer who looked like Millard Fillmore, but wasn't Millard Fillmore.
Statues of George Washington, Simon Bolivar, Jose Marti, and Jose De San Martin.
FYI: The Polish Consulate of Poland has deemed the corner of Madison and 37th Jan Karski corner as of 2:30 pm, April 16th.
Transport workers protesting.
Large orange and white striped chimney pipes, rising out of sidewalk manholes and billowing white smoke, that made it look like Central Park West was built over and around a steamboat-or multiple tugboats.
An abandoned group of animal crackers grazing on a park bench.
Four guys doing cobra poses off the back of another park bench.
A busy couple that walked by and left this informative shred of dialogue for me, "You did?" "I did not." This was done while both were putting cell phones to their ears.
A bush made entirely of leaves and sparrows.
A squirrel with a mouth filled with leaves who sprinted up a tree like I was going to steal them. And I wasn't.
A guy flagging a cab down and then his friend who had stood by him the whole time holding up his two fingers to the cabbie as if to say, "You sure you can fit the both of us in your yellow vehicle?"
The park beginning to blossom into shades of pinks, violets, yellows, and reds.
A bride and groom walking alone through the park. No photographer. No entourage. Just them-in full gown and tuxedo.
A man that was taller than me.
A woman that was taller than me.
A man that looked like me if I was taller than me.
The sun, off in the distance down 108th St, beginning to lower into the Hudson as I walked up to my door.
Here's hoping your day today was great, too. If not, maybe go for a walk, too. Who knows who you might find that's taller than you.
Originally Published On Facebook.
And I don't know if everything was actually real or whether it was fueled by the mix of Animal Collective, Okkervil River, My Morning Jacket, and She & Him (with a pinch of Nina Nastasia and Iron & Wine) in my mp3 player or if it was city or the day itself or a combination of all three or none of them. But, here's some things I saw along the way:
An angry lady eating an ice cream cone.
Rivers of people swallowing cars whole.
A guy almost getting hit buy two busses.
This great picture of a little boy kneeling down in front of an elephant that is, apparently, in the window of ever frame shop in the city.
A cab that left the scent of marijuana in its wake.
My new favorite street: Great Jones Street.
A gigantic bust of a composer who looked like Millard Fillmore, but wasn't Millard Fillmore.
Statues of George Washington, Simon Bolivar, Jose Marti, and Jose De San Martin.
FYI: The Polish Consulate of Poland has deemed the corner of Madison and 37th Jan Karski corner as of 2:30 pm, April 16th.
Transport workers protesting.
Large orange and white striped chimney pipes, rising out of sidewalk manholes and billowing white smoke, that made it look like Central Park West was built over and around a steamboat-or multiple tugboats.
An abandoned group of animal crackers grazing on a park bench.
Four guys doing cobra poses off the back of another park bench.
A busy couple that walked by and left this informative shred of dialogue for me, "You did?" "I did not." This was done while both were putting cell phones to their ears.
A bush made entirely of leaves and sparrows.
A squirrel with a mouth filled with leaves who sprinted up a tree like I was going to steal them. And I wasn't.
A guy flagging a cab down and then his friend who had stood by him the whole time holding up his two fingers to the cabbie as if to say, "You sure you can fit the both of us in your yellow vehicle?"
The park beginning to blossom into shades of pinks, violets, yellows, and reds.
A bride and groom walking alone through the park. No photographer. No entourage. Just them-in full gown and tuxedo.
A man that was taller than me.
A woman that was taller than me.
A man that looked like me if I was taller than me.
The sun, off in the distance down 108th St, beginning to lower into the Hudson as I walked up to my door.
Here's hoping your day today was great, too. If not, maybe go for a walk, too. Who knows who you might find that's taller than you.
Originally Published On Facebook.