Note: Late posting due to some hardware problems.
I got up at 3:45am, showered, grabbed my stuff and left for ROC.
It seems to me that it wasn’t that long ago that ROC didn’t open until 5am for the 1st flight at 6am. I got there today and the place was packed. I’m glad I got there a little early because the security line was huge.
Someone tell me… what is it that made them decide to wand my hands along with the nerdy looking Asian guy in front of me?
TSA procedures really make me wonder sometimes. Oh, well. I shouldn’t complain. They got me to NYC safely.
T5 at JFK
I just barely missed the bus and so I wandered back in to the terminal. They had a Dunkin’ Doughnuts inside and I was really surprised that the airport DD had doughnuts for 99c.
Jet Blue (my favorite airline)
It took about as long to ride the bus from JFK to Penn Station as it did to fly from ROC to JFK. I got off at Pennsylvania Station, oriented myself, and walked west to B and H Photo.
The place is HUGE. Talk about a camera store. This place has more of each brand of camera than most Best Buys have cameras. In B and H if you want Nikon, you walk to the Nikon section of the store. If you want Canon Lenses, you walk to the Canon Lens section.
B and H Photo and Video
If you are in to photography, and find yourself in NYC, you have to check out B and H. This place has everything there is if it has to do with photography, and the size of the store will blow you away.
From there, I walked down Broadway heading towards Columbus Circle. (I know my way around Midtown pretty well.) So, I see this young couple kissing and I just had to take a photo.
Times Square Kiss
Oh, but before I got to the kissing couple (sorry, back tracking a few blocks here), on the steps of the Post Office was this guy in orange pants eating. I think the pigeons thought it was breakfast for them too. I love scenes like this in cities. They kind of tell a story… or you can make one up if you like.
Breakfast for Whom?
Empire State Building
There are two buildings that just say, NYC. They are the Empire State Building and the Chrysler Building. I think it would be a shame to go to NYC and not at least see one of them from the street. This early morning scene makes the ESB look so impressive (and it is).
Broadway and the Empire State Building
Standing on Broadway and looking at the Empire State Building… again… impressive.
So, I headed down Broadway and forgot that it split. So, I had to cut over a block once I realized I had veered off Broadway. I found a pizza place that was open and I was ready for breakfast. Having been up since 3:45 and and it now being 10:30am, I was feeling a little hungry.
NY Pizza - The Best
I ordered a sausage roll (like a Stromboli but sealed at both ends). It was the best I’ve ever had. Washed it down with a diet Coke and I was ready to continue my walk north on Broadway.
Maranara Sauce, Diet Pepsi (Pepsi, no Coke), and My Sausage Roll
Out the door I went and shortly after, I ran in to the kissing couple. Okay.. now we’re back to where I left off.
I continued north on Broadway until I got to Columbus Circle. (In NYC, everything is a circle or a square. Columbus Circle, Times Square, Washington Square, etc. Or, at least it seems that way.) Columbus Circle is at the lower-west end of Central Park, and very close to the Manhattan Temple. So, I cut over to the Lincoln Center and then up to the temple.
Latter-day Saint Temple in NYC
Oh, and as I was there taking pictures, I saw this and had to take it for Kathy — It’s Jerry. He found his way to the Big Apple.
Jerry and the Big Apple (that's what I named it)
The LDS Temple in Manhattan is quite a haven from the hustle and bustle of NYC. Although I didn’t go inside this trip, I’ve been there before. Once inside, you don’t hear the horns and the sirens that are so prevalent in the NYC aural pollution. It is quiet and serene.
Another View of the Temple
From here, I decided to check out the farmer’s market that was going on across the street from the temple. I bought the best apple I have ever had. It was a Ruby Red and, well, if an apple could be perfect, this was it.
The Perfect Apple - a Ruby Red
I sat there eating my succulent apple and thinking… here I am in the Big Apple eating the best apple I’ve ever had while gazing at the temple. Aside from freezing my butt off, it couldn’t have been much better than that.
After I finished my apple, I wandered around the farmer’s market. A young lady asked if I’d like to sample some kale and raisins.
Kale and raisins?
Sure, why not?
I tried it and it was pretty good. It tasted like it had kale (of course), raisins (obviously), honey, balsamic vinegar and garlic. It could have used a bit more salt and something to spice it up a bit. She suggested cayenne pepper, but I think it cried out more for white pepper.
Continuing my walk, I walked east on 66th past the ABC studios (as recommended by Bruce Straasberg.) Across the street from the studios is an impressive old fire house.
When I got to the corner of Central Park West (oh, that reminds me of a Thad Jones and Mel Lewis song), there was a posting on the lamp-post.
Filming Law and Order SVU
Makes you almost want to stick around until the 11th to watch.
I then cut across Central Park. It was a nice walk across the park. The park really is amazing. There are times you are in the park that it doesn’t seem real that there is this much real estate in NYC that doesn’t have a 40+ story building on it.
The East Side of Central Park (model sailboat house in center)
There are some very cool statues in Central Park too. The art in NYC is really what draws me to the city.
Alice and the Tea Party
Oh, and try to take a photo of the above sculpture without someone trying to climb on it while you are taking your picture. It is pretty crazy. Thank goodness I was fast. It was right after some tourist stuck is 3 year old on the big mushroom and walked away to take a picture. Of course, the kid was terrified and started screaming. (Tourists get away with that. Locals get Child Protective Services called on them.)
A Jackson Pollack
What it is that people see in a Jackson Pollack painting is beyond me. Recently, someone suggested he hid is signature inside his paitings. Right. Enough drugs and you can claim anything you want is hidden in that painting.
Ice Ray Gun
Now, I’m more in to the Buck Rogers stuff in a museum. Oh, by the way, I’m now inside the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It’s on the west-side of Central Park.
Mini Statue of Liberty
If you don’t have time to see the real thing, you can go to the Met and see a small Statue of Liberty. You can also see Rodin sculptures, sculptures pillaged from foreign lands and stuff that doesn’t even look like it should be called a sculpture. I’m more in to the classics that the modern stuff. So, I spent more time studying hand positions. Like this…
Female Hand-by-Face Study
And appreciating art like this..
The Masters Knew How to Paint
I was really starting to feel my feet ache. After having walked from Penn Station up to Columbus Circle, and across the park, and wandering around in the museum, I was looking for a place to sit. (There are not many places to sit in the Met.) I finally decided to leave and make my way south.
One Last Look at the Met
The “East Side” really has some cool buildings. As I’m looking at some very nice apartment buildings, I couldn’t help but hum the theme song from the Jeffersons… ‘and we’re movin’ on up, to the east side…’
I just headed south, through the Diamond District and on down to 42nd where I made a left and headed to Grand Central Terminal (no, it is not Grand Central Station… but “terminal”.) I went inside, but decided rush hour was not a time you wanted to be in the terminal, so I got out of there before I got mowed down.
Grand Central (left) and the Chrysler Building (center)
I had some time so I grabbed a slice of pizza and salad at a local pizza kitchen. NYC really does have the best pizza. This was a “meat-lover’s” pizza that was mostly chicken breast, bacon and a little bit of sausage. I sat there eating my pizza and watching the locals come in and chat with the cook, mothers with strollers looking for a place to park the little one while she orders, and tourists looking as though they were totally lost.
It was a fun day, but I think I bit off a little too much of the Big Apple for one day. I caught a bus back to JFK where I sat for a couple of hours waiting for my flight home.
The flight home was a blur. I slept the entire time. Eighty-three minutes gone in a snap.
It was sure nice to get home and remove my boots.