N is for NYC
New York has to be my favourite city (after Dublin of course!). My first visit was in the height of summer, 1983. As a teacher, living in temperate climes, I remember totally glamorising and envying those office workers sitting with their packed lunches in Central Park. I’ve had the privilege of visiting the city on many summers since then and I still love getting something from a food truck or deli and finding a bench or piece of grass – no NYC lunchtime restaurants for me!
I’ve just recently realised that I always visit NYC in extreme weather. If not dealing with August heat then its the mid winter challenge of freezing temperatures at best and probably snow. Yes, its a wonderful city at holiday time – checking Macy’s window, making a show of myself on the ice-skating rink in Central Park and squeezing into Time Square to ring in a new year. But there’s little pleasure to be reaped on Brooklyn Bridge at -10℃ in January or heading off to Jersey Gardens in the snow, knowing we won’t get back if they pull the buses off the streets.
Then there’s the clothes thing! I always seem to be laden with something. In summer, I’m in the lightest of clothes but freezing when I go into air conditioned buildings – so I have to leave the hotel in the morning prepared for that. In winter I’m wrapped up when outdoors and practically melt as soon as I go inside, peeling off layers and dropping hats, scarves and gloves in my haste to avoid passing out! New Yorkers seem to manage OK …I guess practice makes perfect.
I think NYC should go back on my wish list – twice!
It must be an amazing city in Springtime and Autumn!
(2006 or 2007? Winter Layers)
(Lunchtime, August 2016)