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Wednesday
Wednesday 17th February 2010
Have a quick stroll with the camera around the neighbourhood to see how the Upper West Side starts the day. It mainly involves eating and walking dogs. Then wander alongside Central Park and head for the Rockerfeller Centre to experience the Top of The Rock, the viewing platform at the very top of the 70 floors of number 30 Rockerfeller Plaza. The view from the top is beyond description, seen so many times and so instantly recognisable yet unlike anything I've ever witnessed before. Take in the entire city whilst standing in one spot.
When we've finally decide to descend we make our way to Brooklyn and to Tom's Restaurant, another New York institution made famous by the crappy Susanne Vega song. Here I have the greatest burger I've ever had, topped typically with bacon and cheese. We make our way up to Williamsburg, where everyone looks like they're in The Strokes and there's more graffiti from the same guys whose work is around the corner from my office back home.
It's getting late and we decide to head home, over the Williamsburg bridge and back to the Emerald Inn for a couple of beers.
Wednesday
Wednesday 17th February 2010
Have a quick stroll with the camera around the neighbourhood to see how the Upper West Side starts the day. It mainly involves eating and walking dogs. Then wander alongside Central Park and head for the Rockerfeller Centre to experience the Top of The Rock, the viewing platform at the very top of the 70 floors of number 30 Rockerfeller Plaza. The view from the top is beyond description, seen so many times and so instantly recognisable yet unlike anything I've ever witnessed before. Take in the entire city whilst standing in one spot.
When we've finally decide to descend we make our way to Brooklyn and to Tom's Restaurant, another New York institution made famous by the crappy Susanne Vega song. Here I have the greatest burger I've ever had, topped typically with bacon and cheese. We make our way up to Williamsburg, where everyone looks like they're in The Strokes and there's more graffiti from the same guys whose work is around the corner from my office back home.
It's getting late and we decide to head home, over the Williamsburg bridge and back to the Emerald Inn for a couple of beers.