2 Aussie Nomads

… home.

Today is probably the coldest that I have ever felt.

We started the day at -8°C that felt like -16°C.

Before I talk about today, let me finish talking about last night.

Last night MBW and I went to a concert at Carnegie Hall in NYC. Keith and Kristyn Getty were doing their Christmas concert – and it was a good one. Probably not what I was expecting, but to see anything in Carnegie Hall was pretty exciting.

Before the concert – which started at 7.30pm – we wandered around Times Square and 5th Avenue looking at the lights and enjoying the snow storm.

We decided to splurge for our last dinner in NYC at Angelo’s Coal Oven Pizzeria on 7th Ave and had pasta … as you do. It was good too.

Then, because we couldn’t warm up, we went to Carnegie Hall early and sat inside to escape the cold.

While we experienced “snow squalls” on 5th Ave, we heard that they had a total white-out on 7th Ave. The snow there was so heavy and intense.

I know that you’ve seen these snow pictures before, but they still excite me 🙂

Missed it by that much 🙁

Then the concert. It finished some time after 10.15pm – way past my bedtime – and then home on the subway. We finally got home around 11.30pm.

It had obviously been snowing heavily at Brooklyn.

Today is our last day in NYC and the USA.

We had already finished all of the food that we had bought and drunk all of the milk. Well to be completely truthful, we still had a couple of packets of 2 minute noodles that I objected to buying in the first place … and we were never going to have them for breakfast.

So the cupboard was bare, but there were food places to explore in Brooklyn – just around the corner.

So we rugged up. How much colder can -8°C that feels like -16°C possibly be? Can it be colder that -3°C?

You bet that it can!

-8°C that feels like -16°C is so cold that it is in your bones. It is so cold that your ears hurt. It is so cold that it makes your eyes water. It takes your breath away. Your feet go numb … you get the idea.

We had a couple of bakery options around the corner. We went to “Dough” first, which happens to be a donut shop. Yes, I know what you are thinking.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, it was closed.

Option 2 was the Clementine Bakery. It was open and had people inside, so we took that as a good sign.

On the door was a big sign that said “No Espresso – machine broken”.

We took that as a bad sign. A very bad sign.

Fortunately their drip coffee machine was still working, so we had 2 large coffees with hot milk, and a couple of muffins. It was good.

We had a notion that we would be able to get out amongst it again this morning for the very last time. It was our last chance to be subway ninjas … but we still needed to finish our packing … so realistically we knew that we didn’t really stand a chance of getting back into Manhattan today.

We decided to stay local, so instead we took a walk the long way (AKA the scenic route) back to our AirBnB after coffee and muffins.

The long way wasn’t actually a long way, BTW, but probably better described as not the most direct route.

To be completely honest, we really only walked 3 sides of our block rather than the one side back home.

But I have to tell you – even that was an adventure. 

Sliding on ice, shaking with the cold, having the wind cut straight through you. Even with the added thermals that we hadn’t normally been wearing, the cold was actually painful.

I was pretty sure that I’d lost a couple of toes.

These New Yorkers are many things, but they are a tough crowd. How they put up with that for 2-3 months every year is beyond me.

A couple of observations from our little walk though.

There are lots of cars in NYC. Lots and lots. In Brooklyn where we have been staying, no one seems to have a garage or any off-street parking. Everyone parks on the street.

So there are a lot of cars parked on the street. All jostling for a position.

I showed a picture the other day from our tour in Harlem. Cars park very close together – both beside each other and nose-to-tail.

There is obviously an issue where people park by Braille – they reverse in until they touch the car behind, then adjust their position.

This obviously causes scratches and damage to cars, so people put these “Bumper Busters” on their cars to protect them … or maybe to protect the cars that they back into.

The other interesting thing that we noticed was that the area we are living in this time is quite different to the part of Brooklyn we stayed in last year – even though they are not very far apart.

Last year we stayed in an area that seemed to be populated with what I would probably describe as historic brownstones.

They were all quite well kept, nicely looked after, and appeared to be individual houses. From memory, they were all pretty expensive too.

Here is a picture of where we stayed last year. You can see why I have referred to it as Sesame Street.

The area where we stayed this year is probably best described as brick units. They are less well looked after and some appear to have even been knocked down to make room for new development.

All of this happening just down our street but we didn’t know – because we hadn’t gone that way.

So we got home, peeled off all of those layers, and packed our bags.

You’ve seen pictures of the outside of our AirBnB in Brooklyn, but here are some inside pictures.

We’ve been staying at Frances’ place at 143 Lexington Ave, Brooklyn.

We didn’t need to leave for the airport until about 12.30 or 1.00pm for a 3.30pm flight from JFK to LAX. It is about a 45 minute trip in an Uber.

To be honest, we weren’t really sure how long before the flight we needed to be there. 

While technically it is only a domestic flight, our limited experience in USA airports – and NYC airports in particular – tells us that the security people are thorough in their screening and processing approach, and have a very low tolerance for people who don’t know exactly where they are going or what they need to do to get there.

And they have absolutely no tolerance for people that don’t understand their version of the English language.

Take a wrong turn, or present yourself at the wrong queue, and you are treated as something between an idiot and a bad child.

But we had another reason for getting to the airport early. 

Delta Airlines, in their infinite wisdom, decided to seat MBW and myself in different rows on the flight, even though it was evident that we were on the same booking and travelling together.

Every request that we made to have this decision reconsidered was met with “you’ll need to discuss that with …” and sent us off to see someone else.

In the end, we were told that the flight was “now under control of the airport staff and we would need to raise this at the airport, but you will need to get there a bit early”.

So get there a bit early we did. And raise it with the airport staff we did, and we were told that “you’ll need to discuss that with …” and sent us off to see someone else.

Long story short? We sat in different rows on the same flight because Delta Airlines does not understand the meaning of customer service.

Or maybe they just hate Australians.

So here we are in LAX, waiting to board our last flight to BNE – home.

We are feeling both happy and sad about that.

But it will be nice to sleep in my own bed for a change.

Here is today’s song: Home (Michael Bublé).

Ciao

#G&KTAKEUSA2019

It was cold again today.

I know that it is probably redundant starting each post with that same statement, but the weather is quite variable.

Some days have a forecast nudging double digits and sunny, and others – like tomorrow – have a forecast low of -8°C.

So I’ll say it again. It was cold again today. And wet – very wet.

Actually, that’s a hint for today’s song.

Unlike yesterday that was 2°C all day, it only got up to 1°C today … and when you take the wind and rain into consideration, it feels like -3°C.

So it was another 5 layer day today. The ratty flannelette shirt got another wearing – that’s two days in a row – but nobody will know, and I can be quite certain that nobody will see it.

Yeah, right …

There was a forecast for snow last night. It sounded like rain to us, but what do we know?

So we got up this morning, did the usual morning stuff, put on 5 layers, picked up 2 umbrellas, and opened our front door expecting to have to dig our way out through a 3 foot snow drift.

No such luck.

What sounded like rain really was rain.

I promised some photos of our digs in Brooklyn. Nothing like Sesame Street from last year. In fact nothing like anything I’ve had before.

Our AirBnB is down those stairs. We are living in a basement apartment.

It’s very pleasant and comfortable and warm, but when I give it serious thought it seems a bit weird to be living below street level.

The photo above shows the way that we walk to get to our local subway station – Classon Ave – 1 block that way then turn right and go 3 blocks up.

The picture above is looking the other way from our AirBnB. Funnily enough, we haven’t ever gone that way yet, so not sure what is up there.

We pondered taking a subway ride out to Coney Island but there were 2 problems with that:

1. Because the subway is underground, you have nothing to see for the whole journey; and
2. it was 1 hour to Coney Island from our AirBnB … and while we had only loose plans for the day, we were going to lose 2 hours just travelling there and back.

So the new plan for the day was to wander NYC taking it all in. The rain will not stop us!

We had an umbrella causality before we had even made it one block from home, with one of the umbrella arms breaking in the wind. So we returned home, got another umbrella from the ones that the AirBnB owner had left for us, and we started again.

We played subway ninjas again today, starting with the G train at our local subway station, Classon Ave.

We decided to walk The High line today first thing. The G train to Court Square Station then swap to the 7 train to 34th Street/Hudson Yards Station where we start the walk.

Nothing was going to stop us, not even a little bit of rain.

So we got to 34th Street/Hudson Yards Station and it was pouring rain. Cold, wet, and miserable. Wet, wet, wet.

That’s a huge clue for today’s song. Actually, it’s the answer!

While it might seem obvious, the subway system runs on various levels … so sometimes you find that you get off one train, and go down 2 subway levels to another subway to continue your journey.

The 34th Street Station is a long way underground, so the escalator to get out to ground level is one of the longest that we have ever seen.

I contemplated “Stairway to Heaven” for tonight’s song based on the escalator ride, because it felt like we were going that far.

We got out of 34th Street Station ready to walk The High Line and it was so wet and cold that we decided not to do it after all.

So we made an executive decision that if walking in the rain was not going to happen, we needed to do something else that involved staying inside and staying dry.

What is a girl to do when it is raining? Go shopping. And where does a girl go shopping?

Bloomingdales!

So we went subway surfing again and somewhere on the way to Bloomingdales we had our 2nd umbrella causality … a gust of wind and the umbrella went inside out and snapped … and it ended up in a rubbish bin along with a half-dozen other dead umbrellas.

MBW used the sole surviving umbrella while I pulled my hood over my head and tried to stay as dry as possible.

Now Bloomingdales is no Saks 5th Ave, but it is still pretty swishy. MBW found a lovely coat reduced from $1,295 to $925.

If you stood for more than 5 seconds at the store directory trying to find something, a gentleman in a dinner suit would come up and offer assistance.

It was THAT sort of place. I couldn’t wait to check out the rest rooms.

It was pretty warm inside Bloomingdales – as I have previously discussed in earlier posts – so I started to do the disrobe dance.

Backpack and gloves off.

Outer jacket off.

Next layer off.

Hoodie unzipped.

Uh-oh – what’s this? A ratty flannelette shirt is the next layer down. Bummer, I’d forgotten about that and hadn’t expected to be in Bloomingdales.

And I thought that being 4 layers down it would never be seen 🙁

There are not a lot of people that can wear a ratty flannie in Bloomingdales and make it look good … am I’m certainly not one of them.

I suspect that most of the Bloomingdales shoppers probably thought I was homeless 🙁

We escaped from Bloomingdales without having to take out a mortgage on our house and went in search of food.

We found a Target store and replaced Frances’ (the lady who owns our AirBnB) broken umbrella.

We found a pizza joint that had “2 slices of cheese pizza and a 20oz Coke for $5.95 + tax” special, so that was lunch.

By that time we were cold and wet and we decided that there was little that we could do that we really wanted to achieve, and that did not involve walking in the rain, so we decided to call it a day and head back to Brooklyn.

It was about 2.30pm by now and there was only 2 hours of daylight remaining, so we hopped onto the subway again.

Yesterday I mentioned the way that the majority of subway travellers behave on the train – by zoning out. I had been pondering the fact that people do not engage in loud obnoxious phone conversations on the train, like can happen in Australia … and then I realised why – down in the tunnels you get no mobile phone signal, so there is not point trying to make a call.

But I have also noticed that New Yorkers make up for the lost phone time on the subway, by talking incessantly when above ground … and they normally talk with their phones on speaker so you get to listen to both sides of their conversation!

On the way back to the nearest subway station we stumbled across a Home Depot (a bit like a Bunnings, but a bit more up-market) and browsed around in there for a while.

Then we decided to go to Whole Foods Market at Brooklyn and pick up something for dinner.

They appear to be an Amazon-run grocery store, but also have a help-yourself hot and cold food and salad bar where they sell meals by the pound.

For those of you born after about 1970, a pound is a unit of weight and = 0.454kg. Just in case you didn’t know …

You can load up your little take-away box with whatever you want and pay for it by weight at the counter.

The meals are quite cheap and have lots of variety, so that has been dinner for the last few nights.

Google Maps instructed us to take our faithful b52 bus back to home, so we were both subway ninjas and bus ninjas again today.

We are certainly getting our $33 of value out of our 7 day unlimited ride Metro cards.

You only pay to get on, and you travel a journey regardless of the distance or time. Once you exit the subway station or bus, the journey ends.

And we get 7 days of unlimited journeys.

Last time we were in NYC last year, we used to hop onto the subway to cool off. This year it is to warm up and dry off.

So that about wraps up the day.

Home, dinner, coffee, chocolate.

MBW has started the packing process, so I guess that signals that we are almost at the end of the holiday.

There was one thing that happened yesterday that I forgot to report on. I had said that we spent a lovely afternoon walking down 5th Ave looking at the lights and window displays.

If you are not familiar with 5th Ave, it is a pretty exclusive street with some high-end shops.

It also functions as the dividing line up the middle of Manhattan – anything on the eastern side of 5th Ave is (eg) East 52nd Street and anything on the western side is West 52nd Street … so when you look at the street name (and without knowing exactly where you are), you can tell which side of 5th Ave you are on.

One of the shops on 5th Ave I’ve mentioned previously is Saks 5th Ave. Another is …

Tiffany’s.

MBW wanted to browse inside, but I put my foot down.

If I’m not allowed to browse Victoria’s Secret or the M&M shop on Times Square, then it only seems fair that she shouldn’t be allowed to browse Tiffany.

Tomorrow has a forecast for sunny and a temperature range from -8°C to a maximum of 3°C.

So long as it is sunny, I can deal with the cold.

I’ve already given you all the clues to today’s song, but in case you still haven’t made the connection, it is sung by a group whose name matched today’s weather … so here it is for your enjoyment: Love is all around (Wet Wet Wet).

Ciao

#G&KTAKEUSA2019

… let snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Today was a 5 layer day. Long sleeved tee shirt, flanelette shirt, sweater, jacket #1, jacket #2.

If you count the scarf, 6 layers.

The problem with a 5 layer day is that you are wedged in so tightly that when you get on the subway, you can’t sit down. There is not enough wiggle room to accommodate sitting.

So you have to undo a couple of the layers.

But 5 layers was necessary because the day started at 2°C and never got any higher than that.

For the whole day. It’s like NYC’s temperature gauge was broken, and it was stuck at 2°C.

Today we were booked to go to see the Rockettes at Radio City Music Hall – just across the road from the Rockefeller Centre, and not far from Times Square.

We normally get on the Subway on the G line, and our local station is Classon Aven-oo.

Today Google Maps thought that it would spice it up a little for us, and sent us to Franklin Aven-oo on the C line instead. A little bit further than Classon Aven-oo, but in the opposite direction.

The C line is the one we used to catch when we were here last time, staying in Sesame Street, and it goes directly into Manhattan which is quite convenient.

Which reminds me – I must give you some photos of where we are staying this time.

So the Rockettes didn’t start until 11.00am and it didn’t take long to get there, so we had a real sleep-in today.

Ablutions, breakfast, coffee, put on 5 layers of clothes, and head out the door.

If I said that 2°C is bracing, I’d probably be understating it. It is probably closer to numbing.

Not that I’m complaining, just observing. I’ll probably complain later in the post about the cold.

Last year when we were here I made some comments about the announcements on the subway. It continues to amuse me, so I figure that I can still get more mileage out of it again this year.

On the NYC Metro subway system, they use a female voice to make announcements, and a male voice to give instructions.

So you get this smooth as silk female voice telling you that “the next station is 4th Aven-oo and that you can change to the R, S or Q trains”, and then you get this male voice bark at you to “stand clear of the closing doors, please”.

NYC metro subway users are a different breed to Queensland Rail passengers. NYC subway passengers have to try not to fall over when the train starts and stops with an unusual, and unnecessary degree of violence, but they also need to ignore all of the beggars and weirdos on the train.

And I can tell you that there are usually beggars, and always lots of weirdos on the NYC metro.

On top of that, the trains are really quite disgustingly dirty.

So NYC passengers assume this look of bovine detachment and/or check Facebook on their phones.

New Yorkers don’t make eye-contact. They certainly don’t (generally) do anything helpful, and have a pre-disposition to either shove you out of the way or tell you to get out of their way.

So they are an interesting crowd. Not that I am complaining, again just making an observation.

And then we had a young couple get on the C train a couple of stops after us this morning, and they started doing kissy-face.

The fact that the train was pretty crowded and they were jammed up hard against each other clearly encouraged them, but it was pretty intense.

I actually wondered at one stage if he was giving her CPR, but apparently not.

They finally stopped and started a meaningless conversation about something, then she was preparing to get off the train and so they started goodbye and have a lovely day, I miss you already kissy-face.

Sigh.

We got to Radio City Music Hall at around 10.00 for an 11.00 start, and the crowds were already surging inside, so we followed the flow.

The place was crawling with NYPD – directing traffic, directing pedestrians.

Inside, the RCMH is absolutely stunning, in an old world charm kind of way.

Their rest rooms are called a ladies room and a gentleman’s room … and even the rest rooms are worth going to RCMH to see 🙂

Like everywhere in NYC, the RCMH was heated to a pleasant, don’t need 5 layers kind of temperature, so we both shed a few layers and got comfortable.

And then at about 10.50am, 2 pipe organs rolled out from either side of the stage, and they proceeded to play duelling Christmas Carols.

As part of the show this year, they had a 3D segment that they showed, so everyone got a pair of 3D glasses.

The show started, and the Rockettes were absolutely spectacular. Everything that we have heard about them is true.

Graceful, synchronised, talented … it was an amazing show that involved a great deal of singing and dancing and told the Christmas story.

The whole of the RCMH auditorium appears to be covered with LED panels, so in addition to the action on the stage, there was a light show broadcast across the stage, walls and ceiling.

I haven’t included any photographs or video of the show because it wasn’t allowed.

If you broke the rules, an usher will shine a torch at you and tell you to put it away. I know that for a fact, because it happened to someone sitting near me.

The seating capacity of RCMH is about 6,000, and I’d say it was pretty much at capacity for the show we saw. My understanding is that this is normal for every show of the Christmas Spectacular.

Considering how much we paid for the tickets – and we only sat in the nose-bleed section – I expected that we would get a Rockette to take home as a souvenir … but I was mistaken.

But it was still a great show and we would both be happy to see it again.

Something that made the day even more spectacular was that as we walked out of RCMH into the street, it was snowing!

Very lightly, but snowing all the same!

After the show finished at about 12.30pm, we headed back up to Columbus Circle to grab some lunch and explore Central Park.

Central Park is a man-made park and is 840 acres (340 hectares) in size.

Central Park is the very large, green rectangle in the middle of Manhattan NYC.

We wandered around the south end of the park and it snowed very lightly the whole time that we were there – pretty exciting!

Not enough to see in a photograph, and certainly not enough to build a snowman, but snowing.

We found the famous ice-skating rink and it was pretty busy.

After Central Park we were both pretty cold and in need of a caffeinated beverage, so we started a walk down 5th Avenue to look at the window displays and Christmas lights.

There are some pretty spectacular displays on 5th Avenue.

Saks 5th Avenue featured Frozen for the displays. That was appropriate because that’s how I was feeling. Frozen.

We kept walking down 5th Avenue until we got to 34th Street and went into Macy’s to get out of the cold for a while.

One of the things that you notice as you walk around NYC is that drivers of all vehicles seem to believe that there is a direct relationship between how long, and loud, they honk their horn, and how quickly they move through the traffic.

We were on a b52 bus the other day and as he came to every street and intersection, he’d honk his horn.

The other thing that you notice is that there are NYPD cars constantly patrolling the streets – both in Manhattan and across Brooklyn.

If you are walking, it is unusual to walk more that a block and not see a police vehicle either patrolling or stopped at the side of the road with it’s blue lights flashing.

They are constantly sounding the siren to move along traffic that is illegally parked.

In the city itself, there is normally a NYPD vehicle parked on every corner – particularly around Times Square, Radio City Music Hall and Trump Tower.

I’ve spoken previously about how hard it is to adjust between being inside where the temperature is normally around 24°C and you are sweltering wearing 5 layers, and outside where it can be 2°C and 5 layers are barely enough.

Last night on the way home on the subway, I was sweating like a horse and couldn’t work out why – it was just so hot on the train.

It was like I was having a private vacation in the tropics.

Then I realised that I was sitting above the heating vent that heats the whole carriage … whew.

So all in all, another great day in NYC.

Rockettes. Snow. Central Park. Macy’s. Christmas lights. Coffee and a Cinnabon.

Tomorrow is forecast to be a little warmer, but 100% chance of rain. Bummer.

Maybe we will get on the subway and ride it all day from Harlem to Coney Island to stay out of the weather?

With any luck they will get it wrong and it will be sunny.

Here is today’s song for your listening pleasure: Let it snow (Michael Bublé).

Ciao

#G&KTAKEUSA

Today’s forecast was for fine and sunny. Not warm specifically, but not raining either.

We live in hope.

We had a Harlem Gospel Experience walking tour booked for this morning, so we had the opportunity of a sleep in.

The tour didn’t start until 9.00am.

They wanted us there by 8.30 – fair enough as people who are late hold up the tour.

To be honest, there are plenty of times I’ve given people who are habitually late a start time earlier than required in the hope they might be on time.

So we consulted Google Maps … if we need to be in Harlem by 8.30am, what time do we need to leave Brooklyn?

So here is a quick geography lesson. Brooklyn and Harlem are about as far apart as any two places can be in New York. We had to catch a b52 bus, then walk, then catch the 2 train.

So to get to Harlem by 8.30am, we needed to leave our AirBnB by about 7.15am.

Which meant a 6.00am alarm 🙁

Just so you know, 6.00am in NYC in December is very dark, and cold.

7.15am is only marginally less dark. And marginally less cold.

But we made it to the bus stop to play bus ninjas this morning in plenty of time. It wasn’t dark but not fully light either.

Dark enough and cold enough that I wished I was still somewhere else – like in bed.

We took the bus for about 9 stops, then switched to the subway so we could be subway ninjas too.

I’m standing like that because I’m cold, BTW, despite the 3 or 4 layers that I’m wearing.

We got onto the 2 train and there was a man stretched out, fast asleep on the opposite seat, and snoring like a runaway freight train.

There are a lot of homeless people in NYC, and it must be terrible to be homeless in this cold weather. The trains are warm, and once you are inside the train network, you could easily stay on a train all day or night.

While this man didn’t appear to be homeless – his clothes looked too clean and new – he certainly smelled and slept like he might have been.

Maybe he’d had a big Saturday night out and his friends were good enough to put him on the train home …?

We got to the location where our Harlem tour was due to start, and we were there with 25 or so minutes to spare.

The tour lady asked whether we wanted to use a rest room or get coffee before the tour started.

Now she either cannot understand english, or doesn’t appreciate Australian humour. The conversation went like this:

Tour lady: “Do you want to get a coffee before the tour starts?”

Me: “Is the pope Catholic?”

Tour lady: <smile> “Huh?”

Me: “Yes, coffee would be good …”

I’ve actually found something very similar happening every time we go into a shop.

Shopkeeper (after payment has been made): “Would you like a copy of the receipt?”

Me: “If you don’t mind.”

Shopkeeper: “Would you like a copy of the receipt?”

Me: “Yes please.”

Anyhow, we got coffee and used the restrooms as it was a 2 hour tour followed by a 2 hour gospel Harlem church service.

And all of the usual conditions were still in play to meet the requirement for a rest room stop: cold weather, coffee at breakfast, faulty plumbing.

You should actually expect that every time we have a stop to see something, it is accompanied by a rest room stop.

The lady who actually took our tour had a name that she said nobody would remember, and as expected, I’d forgotten it before I’d even finished the coffee. She did say, though, that we could call her “D” – that much I did remember.

So D gave us a really interesting overview of gospel music and how it evolved from slavery. She said that gospel music has 6 fundamental aspects. The ones that I remember are:

• Intonation (singing high and low to indicate happiness and sadness)
• Repetition
• Response
• Dance
• Percussion (clapping, stamping feet)
• and another one that I don’t recall.

She then gave us a bit of a history lesson about different styles of gospel music and how they evolved, such as negro spiritual music, through to jazz, soul, rhythm and blues, etc.

She then took us around the streets and showed us some black gospel churches and other architecture around Harlem.

Just for clarity, it is the congregations that are black, not the church buildings themselves.

D said that much of Harlem was originally an expensive white area, with many of the buildings designed by the same man who designed Grand Central Station, and the Empire State Building.

But after an economic depression in 1873, the rich whites lost all of their wealth and the buildings fell vacant, eventually being sold or used by the blacks – leading to the Harlem that we know and associate today as a black or coloured area.

She went on to say that gentrification is now occurring where wealthy whites are wanting to buy back into the area, and some of these homes are selling for $20M+.

She also took us past some large gospel churches. One in particular – the Abyssinian Baptist Church which has 3,000 to 4,000 people on their membership roll, and regularly get 1,000 turn up for Sunday services.

So here is a puzzle: If they get 1,000 people turn up and you assume that there is an average of 3 people in each car, there are 300+ cars – so where do they all park?

Answer: They double park. In the top photo, the cars with their brake lights on are trying to get through the street, often to drop people off at church.

The cars are parked so close together that you actually cannot walk between them.

D went on to say that the church also gets involved in politics by telling black kids their rights in the event that they are questioned by police.

After the walking tour, we were able to sit in on the Salem United Methodist Church gospel service at 11.00am.

Without trying to be disrespectful, it was very much like you would picture the service to be – music (electronic organ in particular) playing underneath everything that happened, lots of clapping, lots of dancing, lots of spontaneous calling out, lots of colour.

The service went for 2 hours, although I suspect that it was a special Christmas service.

After the service which finished at 1.00pm, MBW and I headed back downtown towards Times Square because we wanted to see a Christmas presentation that we’d heard about.

But we needed to eat.

We agreed that we would eat at the first place we saw – it didn’t matter if it was pizza, McDonalds, Starbucks, Dunkin’ Donuts, whatever.

We were cold and hungry and needed fuel.

So the first place that we saw was a salad bar … and we agreed that salad wasn’t “food” in the context of being cold, hungry and needing comfort food, so we continued our search.

The next place we found was a pizza place, so we stopped there as we had agreed. It was the first place that we found that met our criteria.

MBW had chicken and BBQ, while I had chicken and mushrooms.

We only had one slice each – that was enough.

While we waited for the Christmas presentation to commence at C3.NYC, we had a bit of a browse around.

This building looked like a giant jenga game.

Notice the blue sky and fluffy white clouds? Don’t be deceived – it was still only about 7°C and a very cold wind blowing.

We finally got to the Christmas presentation which commenced about 3.20pm and it was very good, but very, very loud … or I’m getting old and cranky – not sure which.

It was a good day. We only really did a couple of key things today but they were good and we saw some interesting stuff.

Only walked about 11,000 steps today so I feel like I’m slacking off.

Today’s weather felt like it was very cold, with a top of about 8°C. Tomorrow has a forecast top of 3°C with a chance of snow, while Thursday – the day that we fly out of NYC and back to Australia – has a forecast top of -3°C.

Today I think I had on 3 or 4 layers, so tomorrow I’ll probably be wearing everything I have.

We grabbed some dinner on our way home and are ready for another big day in NYC tomorrow – Monday for us.

Tomorrow we see the Rockettes. Woohoo.

Can’t wait to tell you all about it.

Today’s song, and the title of today’s post celebrates the fact that the rain has gone and it was a bright, clear, sunny New York day: I can see clearly now (Jimmy Cliff).

Ciao

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Our first full day in NYC.

It wasn’t as cold today – it started out at about 10°C and got all the way up to about 13°C before the mercury started its descent once again.

Unfortunately it rained again, which makes it seem colder, and definitely makes it just a little bit more complicated.

Last year when we were staying at an AirBnB in Brooklyn NYC, the guy who owned the space put some basics into the refrigerator to get us started – juice, milk, bagels, butter.

No such luck this time – the refrigerator was empty 🙁

So we started the day today looking for some staples – milk, bagels, jam, cereal. We went to the local Family Dollar (like a 7-Eleven) and got milk, jam and raisin bran … but no bagels.

We stopped at the local Clementine Bakery and no bagels there either.

We finally found some at a little deli (that we actually thought was called Brooklyn Brewery) … so we were all set for breakfast.

Breakfast done, dishes done, MBW had made herself beautiful, and a selection of jumpers, gloves, scarves and jackets stuffed into the backpack, we set off on our adventure.

The architecture in Brooklyn is quite different from Australia. Very few people have a stand-alone house – everyone lives in an apartment.

We hopped onto the subway at our local station – Classon Street – and played subway ninjas again.

Our line is an “around Brooklyn” line, so if you want to go anywhere else – Manhattan for example – you need to change trains somewhere.

We did the old swaparoo at Court Square subway station – which ironically was above ground – and took the 7 train all the way to Grand Central Terminal.

And it impressed us as much as it did last time we were in NYC!

Now there are a couple of funny stories here.

Firstly, when we were on the 7 train heading into Grand Central Station, there was a young guy dressed in a Santa suit.

When we got into GSC, there were a number of people dressed in Santa suits. It turns out that Santacon was in town today.

Nope, I don’t get it either.

But if you look closely at the top picture of GSC above, you will see a number of people dressed in red – the Santas.

The second funny story relates to MBW and her iPhone which has decided that she can no longer access the App Store. It happens that there is an Apple store INSIDE Grand Central Station so we went for technical support there.

Clearly the problem has something to do with an Australian iPhone, a USA SIM card …

The Apple guy tried lots and lots of things – all unsuccessful – and just before handing it back defeated, he suggested turning the phone off and on again.

Which he did.

Which reminds me of a Dilbert cartoon by Scott Adams …

Enough said, but the problem is now solved.

The guy who helped us said that he isn’t smart enough to be an Apple “Genius”, but he will always be a genius to MBW.

We spent the rest of the day wandering the city and enjoying the sites.

We bumped into a lady from the UK yesterday who was in NYC on a work trip, and was asking whether she should do the Empire State Building or the Rockefeller Building. We said go the Rock!

In reality, anywhere she went was going to have the same problem, but the Top of the Rock was shrouded in cloud for most of the day, so the viewing would have been disappointing.

We got to the Rockefeller Building and found the famous tree …

… which we understand has about 5 miles (8 km) of lights on it, and we found the skating rink.

There must have been thousands of people watching the 10 or so people ice skating on the rink, and then this kid did a face plant.

I mean, if you are going to do a face plant while ice skating, you might as well do it in front of several thousand people!

We did the subway ninja thing again and got to Times Square, which can keep you interested for hours.

There was a whole lot of Santa going on in Times Square today too.

After that we headed up to Columbus Circle to get ready for another walking tour planned for today – markets and Christmas lights.

Columbus Circle is at the South West corner of Central Park.

We saw lots of excellent light displays. It gets dark at 4.30pm here, so we get to see the lights nice and early.

Our favourite was probably Saks 5th Avenue. All set to music.

Honestly, it felt like the whole world was out looking at lights tonight.

And the NYPD were out in force keeping the people and the traffic moving.

We also saw some cars all lit up …

… and a truck …

We finished the tour at Bryant Park, where there is another ice skating ring for the great unwashed (ie those who can’ afford to skate at the Rockefeller Building).

And then back to Brooklyn for dinner.

A great day in NYC!

Almost 22,000 steps so the feet an legs are feeling a little weary. But a good weary 🙂

Tomorrow we have a another walking tour called a “Harlem Gospel Experience”. Should be fun!

NYC at Christmas is a magical place to be.

Here is Michael Bublé singing It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas (Michael Bublé).

Ciao

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