This expression says it all.
Unlike “To see Napels and die”, no city is so diverse and constant on the move. Each visit will be different.
Time-out and what-to-do magazines are unnecessary, just start walking or biking and loose yourself.
Cold weather or summer heat, under an umbrella or in a shirt…museums, shops, street food, galleries…. just use your eyes as a camera and stuff your harddisk with impressions.
"There is something in the New York air that makes sleep useless"-Simone de Beauvoir
One moment you’re a risk invester on Wall street and the next you’re sampling undefinable ingredients in Chinatown.
Or you can immerse in nature in Central park, the heart of the city jungle.
Snatches of conversations in different languages, smoking sewers….
The ground is roaring and through the grilles you hear the Basilisk growl.
Admire its grandness and force at Top of the Rock.You can compare it with the view on South Rim over the Grand Canyon.The Colorado River being replaced by a flow of yellow cabs.
Due to the adrenaline (and the jetlag) we wake up at 5 a.m. But the city woke up hours ago. The gym across the street is already packed and the garbage was already collected an hour earlier.
When do day sleep?And why would they?
Life gets going, just like Katz deli, 7/24.
I have to admit…New Yorkers are the Parisians of the US, especially when abroad.In there hometown there behavior is fitted to the high-rise buildings.
Always ready for a chat at the bar.
One should get the opportunity to live here for two years, in all the different districts before returning home, tired but fulfilled.