Thus ends my mom's short visit to NYC. Her help was much needed. "That's what mothers are for" she announced at the end of her stay (not while laboring up 4 flights of steps a gazillion times with boxes/instruments/tubs and mattress in hand). We'll leave those words up to the imagination. Besides exerting ourselves with my move, we ate at a pizzeria called Patsy's and took an extensive walk in Central Park. Patsy's was less then great despite popular reviews, but Central Park is still all it's cracked up to be.
Miss Ruby (for those reading who have not yet met this character in my play of my life, she is the family border terrier and bearded sister I never had) came along for the jaunt from 125th to eventually about 73rd. Her four legs must get a lot more tired than our two because every 15 steps, she wanted to lay down. So, if you were in Central Park today and saw us, you would probably have laughed like the many others upon seeing Ruby in one of our arms. We saw one of those mop looking dogs (Pooleys) whose vehicle of choice through Central Park was a baby stroller. Ruby and us humans would have liked that option much better.
We were on the quest to find my mom's favorite part of Central Park, which for identification/direction purposes we later found out to be called "The Mall." Tree lined and green, it doesn't get much better in the park. I'll have to visit that place every season and take a picture because I'm sure it is just as beautiful in the fall when the leaves are changing colors and in the winter, when the trees are covered in white against the blue sky. We sat down on the benches and enjoyed the surroundings. Every bit of green is cherished in the city. If you have any bit of green in front of your apartment, you are paying extra or you can find people ooing and ahhing over potted plants and a 3 Square foot area of planted flowers. Central Park is green overload for the city dweller and inhabitants definitely take advantage of every foot of the expansive park. You can escape from the traffic and the tall buildings and another nice part about it is that you can keep exploring from every angle because it's so big.
It's hard to find quiet in the city. I think I'll get used to it, eventually. Even the park has it's musical acts, performers and street people trying to earn their living by making noise. (I thought a long time while walking about bringing my own bass into the park to make a bit of money). I slept better last night. Busses and cars pass by my apartment at every hour, but it is slowly becoming just a natural noise. I'm feeling a lot more settled about life here now that curtains are up, mattress is in place and I've got some food in my refrigerator.
All for now.
.S.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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