Short stories & travel reports from a life spent living, working and exploring the globe.
New York City
“The world won’t wait, so I better shake That thing right out there through the door Hell, I still love you, New York”.
I love Ryan Adams and I love New York, a city that enchanted me like no other right from my first day spent exploring Manhattan on foot. If I ever come into an obscene amount of money, I’ll probably buy myself a little NYC pad so that I can come and go as I please. But with this glorious daydream unlikely to ever materialize, I’ll just have to make do with my Big Apple Memories: Lazy breakfasts at Tick Tock Diner, chatting with Jake Gyllenhaal at The Crosby Street Hotel, browsing through the endless shelves of albums at Academy Records, proposing to S on top of The Empire State Building, paying my respects to John Lennon outside The Dakota, crossing The Brooklyn Bridge, The Color Purple on Broadway, dancing to a gospel performance at Harlem’s The Greater Highway Deliverance Temple, watching the world go by with a deli counter salad in Central Park and a limousine ride to dinner at Frankie & Johnnies.
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