The Atlas statue in front of Rockefeller Plaza also looks more impressive on TV.
St. Patrick’s was great, though.
Those pictures are on the camera.
Sitting in a coffee shop in Greenwich Village, spiritual home of my 16-year-old self.
Off to see Cassandra Wilson at the Blue Note tonight.
Day one in New York.
Kore found a great little Bed and Breakfast on the upper east side for us to stay at. (Although it doesn’t serve breakfast,map it’s more of a bed.
The building dates from 1870, and, judging by the waviness of the windows, it still has some original glass. HIGH ceilings – 12 feet, maybe. You could fit two of me on top of each other I’m here.