Here's a slideshow
of photos from only our first evening
and the following day in NYC. I kept them in the same order as I took
them. So click on the link, sit back and spend a little time in New
York City with me.
In the movie “Annie Hall”, Woody Allen's character Alvy said to Annie about
his feelings for her: “Love is,
is too weak a word for what I feel - I lurve you, you know, I loave you,
I luff you…”
That’s how I feel about New York City: I lurve it!
My husband and his partner Steve Firlotte were nominated for a Tec Award in NYC for the recording console they designed and built: the Tree Audio 500. So off we went to New York to attend the awards. He didn’t win. But we devoured New York City every day, every minute that we were there… I can’t believe I’ve lived my whole life without really experiencing the city (one visit as a child and once as a parent on a 5th grade field trip don't count) until now.
I fell in love the moment we stepped out of JFK Airport when a cab dispatcher barked at us. My husband got into the JFK airport cab line the wrong way - "That's the wrong way. The line is over there! It's so obvious!" the cab dispatcher yelled in a nasal New York accent, sounding like this: It's so awwwwb-veeeeeuhhsss!
Seconds later, as we stood in the cab line, a Russian-sounding cab driver argued with his passengers as they tried to squeeze large packages into his taxi trunk. The large Russian cab driver yelled, "No! Packages not fit.. I can not" But he was interrupted by a female cab driver who heard the commotion and yelled to him out of her taxi window, "What the hell you talkin' 'bout?! Just put the damn packages in!"
"Welcome to New York!" The out-of-towners behind us said in unison.
I loved the place from that moment on.
And my love only multiplied from there, like a multi-sensory kaleidoscope effect with colors, shapes, sounds, smells, flavors compounded into a dizzying array in my head. One sensation layered upon another. I think I blurted out one night in Greenwich Village "I want to lick the sidewalks!"
Don't worry, I didn't.
I love how the city smells so thick of food (lamb kabobs, sauteing garlic, pizza, Indian food...) it almost makes the air seem edible, as if I could bite into it. The entire city - the people, the racing cabs, the subways, the street musicians, the colorful corner vegetable stands - invigorated me. I loved stepping out our door and into the middle of life, life moving so fast if you stop in the midst of it you'll be plowed down. In NYC I felt like I was in some sort of time warp, super-humanly capable of experiencing more in four and a half days than I have in a normal month. Yet we were never tired.
Here's a video from our first day in NY. Ian and I entered Central Park, heard music and singing... Beatles' songs. Then we stumbled upon a group of people celebrating John Lennon's birthday.Stay tuned! Many more photos of our NYC week to follow.