I’ve been to Rome, Paris, and London, but New York is the only city where I felt like the country cousin in town to visit the relatives. I must confess. I gawked. The town knows how to party.
Of course there are great shopping areas along Fifth Avenue. Where else can you walk out of a City Park and get a few forget-me-knots for friends?
We started at Canal street and walked through Soho which stands for SOuth of HOuston, the street, not the city. It was a former manufacturing are that was to be torn down to build an express way, but the expressway never happened and artists moved into the lofts after Greenwich Village was taken over by all of those folk singers who made enough money to buy the Mercedes parked outside of the brown stones. I don’t know where all of the students at NYU live now, but it isn’t in Greenwich Village. SoHo started a trend in Acronym districts because now there is NoHo (North of Houston), Nolita (North of Little Italy) and of course TriBeCa (Triangle Below Canal Street). Once you get an acronym, rich and successful artists like movie starts start moving in. Once through Soho we came to Washington Square which is where all of the folk music started, and judging by the bronze grille work, flower boxes, and immaculate town houses, became very profitable. I guess it is appropriate that fifth avenue starts there.
We continued through the village to Union Square. New York really does have a lot of great parks where you can get a good cheap hot dog and play a game of chess. We caught the subway and headed up to Rockefeller Center where we took the elevator to the “Top of the Roc”. The elevator climbs 67 floors in 43 seconds and has the best view of New York.
And then that night we topped it off with a musical/rage. We saw American Idiot with music by Green Day. And along the way we crammed in a half of dozen other interesting things to do and eat. It really is an amazing city.
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