Category Archives: NYC

Honoring Heroes in New York

Friday, August 19, 2011

NYC has long seemed to me, like the kind of place that not only honors its heroes, but even sort of mythologizes them.  So it was no surprise to me that on my last morning in Manhattan, when I took a closer look at a display outside the church by my hotel…I found it to be a tribute to military heroes.  It’s also a peaceful form of protest, but it is focused on soldiers who are currently serving and those who have given their lives in service.

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My 7 Links – A sort of Greatest Hits Album

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Thank you Shannon O’Donnell for picking me as the next blogger in the My 7 Links project which Tripbase started! Tripbase had a great idea and I’ve really enjoyed reading the posts by all the other participants. According to the rules, here are the categories and their accompanying posts I’m now adding to this virtual catalogue of travel blogging.

My most beautiful post: Free Museum Day in Paris Part 1 I’m biased, a life-long Francophile. The museums in Paris are just one of the many incredible things to love about the City of Lights and boy did I use and abuse Free Museum Day when I was there (4 total).

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Dead Apple Tour of NYC

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

I approach the intersection of 36th Street and Madison Avenue frankly a little clueless. Drew asked that I meet him here but I’ve never met Drew and therefore have no idea what Drew looks like or what …

And then, the signal changes and I am forced to stand on the corner staring ahead at a hearse. Yes, a large, black, antique hearse just waiting for me on the other side of the intersection. It’s a Monday morning not long after most working people in New York have punched in at an office – stragglers still pass me, looking hungover and unsure of whether or not they are ready for a Monday! What am I doing with my Monday? I’m about to cross this intersection and, I guess – get in a hearse. I’ve never been more unsure of what will happen next than I am at this minute!

I see the walk signal and knowing there’s no time like the present – I start walking. Drew steps out of the hearse and greets me. I get in what has to be the most comfortable and inviting hearse I’ve ever ridden in. “Wait,” I think “compared to what? How many times have I actually ridden in a hearse?” But I have [ridden in a hearse before] and this is [the most comfortable and inviting hearse I've ever ridden in] and before I know it we’re off. Stares and all.

This hearse, expertly maneuvered by Drew through the streets of NYC – and that’s saying something since driving in NYC is a competitive sport that many will never win – invites stares like I’ve never experienced. Unlike a hearse actually used for funerals, these windows are not blacked out. I can see everyone we pass and everyone we pass can see me. Note to future tourists traveling with Dead Apple Tours: accept the fact that people will stare at you as if more than just your shirt is on backwards! In fact, one woman runs into a light pole because she is staring at us in this hearse!

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NYC was my Valentine

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Other than Chicago, few cities are more bitter during the winter than New York. The way wind whips between buildings on the waterfront and even in the interior of the city, can literally take your breath away. On days where the temperature reaches 60 and above in February in New York, it’s akin to a tropical vacation just to sit in Union Square and turn your face to the sun while a street artist plays reggae on steel drums by the statue of our first President. While winter and I are normally enemies and I’d normally find myself avoiding any climate where the temperature drops below freezing these days … NYC alone has the power to sway me. So where did I find myself for Valentine’s Day this year? You guessed it: The Big Apple. For two weeks I decamped to a loft in Hamilton Park, NJ and learned to love the PATH train’s heated seats as I commuted into Manhattan for Social Media Week and various travel meetups and events. I’ve never had a year where I was less concerned to be single on Valentine’s Day. NYC is love enough for me!

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Sunset Sunday – New Jersey

Sunday, February 13, 2011

An interesting thing has happened to me as I’ve gotten to know the greater NYC area in the last 12 months: I’ve realized NYC is more than just Manhattan. I’ve stated this before and of course, I did actually know that – however, emotionally my love for the city was tied into my fascination with the neighborhoods like the East and West Side, Greenwhich Village and SoHo. Then, I fell in love with Brooklyn last year. And now, I have a fondness for New Jersey. Tonight, when I began to write this post I realized how much my travels to New York have changed me. I have not changed who I am at my core but I have found my prejudice lessening. Sure, I’ve had a fondness for The Boss and Bon Jovi almost as long as I can remember, so in that I liked New Jersey. Yet I do remember saying that I’d be dead before I’d ever be caught living across the Hudson should I ever find myself blessed enough to achieve my dream of moving to the The Big Apple.

Well, I’ve been living in a loft off Hamilton Park in Jersey City for a week. Not only have I survived just fine, I’ve loved my time here. The brownstones that rim Hamilton Park are just as fabulous as some of those in Manhattan. It actually is a bit more quiet here. The people are slightly more friendly here than they tend to be in the city. In short: New Jersey isn’t the graveyard of dreams I so sadly once imagined. You’re shocked, yes? Hopefully, no. Hopefully you were never as prejudiced as I once was! Now that I’ve stayed here and now that I know a few good men (and one woman or two) born and raised in New Jersey I can attest – this is a great place.

I took this week’s sunset images from Manhattan but that is Jersey City and Hoboken you’re looking at. A nice view, yes? Glad you like it! You should. New Jersey isn’t too shabby a place!

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