Ah, Central Park.
Despite the fact that it was significantly colder today than Google Goddamn Weather led us to beleive, and that none of the beautiful old American elms in the park had any leaves, and that it mostly smelled pretty overwhelmingly of poo… where was I?
Right! Central Park was beautiful. It’s very strange, because you essentially step from the dirty criss-cross of streets (around 60th or something, I forget, but only 5 or so blocks from where we’re staying) and into this huge expanse of grass and paths and trees. Go over one little hill and suddenly you’re completely out of the city - just people jogging and walking dogs and having picnics. But look up and just above the trees there’s this huge imposing skyline. I guess it’d be different outside of winter when the trees have their leaves, but for me and at this time it was very surreal.
We went looking for the zoo but couldn’t find it (inexplicably) so we ended up just wandering around, seeing some breakdancing and a few places we recognised from movies, before winding up basically back where we started. Whoops! I’m sure the zoo’s in there somewhere. We’ll find it later this week.
It’s so strange to think that today we spent eight or nine hours walking around, without much repetition in routes, and still only saw a tiny amount - not of the city, but of the half of Manhattan we’re staying on.
Oh, right! We saw the Empire State Building too, but that is a story for tomorrow.
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