By Crabby McSlacker
So I just got back from a few days in New York City, a lucky tag-along on one of the Lobster's business trips.
And, as usual when I travel, I brought my phone and took random crappy pictures with it, lucky readers!
However, you may all be all relieved to know that my cell phone contract is up in a few days, thus enabling the purchase of a new device. We will soon find out if the blurry/cloudy/dim/grainy issues will improve with a technological upgrade, or if a new phone will only confirm that it's the doof behind the camera who needs the upgrade.
Also, sorry, this was going to be our monthly community goal-setting/support/check-in post, but I'm delaying that a few days because we've got a very cool giveaway coming that I want to pair with it, so I'm hoping you guys will stay tuned for that.
Meanwhile, please bear with me as I dump the random contents of my phone and brain collected while I was out roaming around in a New York State of Mind.
First off, I love New York. We got to live there for a couple of years, and I was very happy to be a...
So, whenever I get the chance to visit, especially if someone else is springing for a swanky hotel, I jump on it! I am very fortunate to have a spouse who will Take Me Along when she has a business trip. (In fact, my gratitude was responsible for this retro earworm from my youth that I couldn't shake the entire trip. Anyone else old enough to remember this one? I'm afraid it's kind of a must-see.)
However, part of what's both wonderful and annoying about New York is that:
There are a lot of people.
Busy, busy people. You can't take a picture without someone crossing in front of you, which is totally fair since you also can't walk anywhere without inadvertently photobombing someone else either.
Everything is amplified, both good and bad: vibrancy, stress, creativity, noise, diversity, snootery, (who says that not a word?), opportunity, hubris, tragedy, treasures and...
New York is one of those cities with all kinds of Great Old Shit that has been preserved and appreciated.
But not just famous buildings; everywhere you walk you see architectural details that remind you, if you are me, that you are somewhere with far more history than the suburb you happened to grow up in, however pleasant that might have been.
And yet, snuggled right up against the old is the new.
Things never stand still, everything is always under construction.
This is exciting, yet also inconvenient and sometimes frustrating. It's hard not to feel like the whole freakin' city is some sort of boisterous, beautiful, congested, contentious and sublime personal growth metaphor: Are we done yet? Is everything fixed and perfect? Hell no! Never gonna happen. 'Cause what fun would that be?
Of course neighborhoods change too, and mostly become more trendy. Fifteen years ago when I lived nearby, the meatpacking district had cool restaurants, but it also also a bit sketchy and, well, it stunk. It was a working neighborhood and wasn't yet crammed with boutiques. Trucks full of bones trundled around and big sides of beef hung on hooks adjacent to the sidewalks.
Not so much now.
One thing many find annoying about New York is it seems to think it's pretty much the Most Important Place in the...
There is a certain hip smugness one senses, especially in some of the trendier 'hoods.
On the other hand, with so many people arriving from so many different places, a visit to New York is kind of like taking a trip around...
And so yeah, while I was in New York, it wasn't just all this philosophical stuff I was thinking of. I couldn't just leave my warped health-blogger brain behind, so I did find myself noticing fitnessy things too. Many New Yorkers like to exercise.
We were lucky to have an awesome hotel gym, which we took advantage of...
And I couldn't help noticing the way in which the city has become way more bike-friendly since when we lived there.
There were many more of these:
Which is probably why I saw so many more of these:
We had a fridge in the room, and, in a shocking turn of events, I mostly took the high road when it came to dining choices.
And part of the reason I got to come along was to join in a corporate volunteer day, getting some functional fitness working on some hurricane Sandy rehab out at Breezy Point.
Anyway, I'm back home and very grateful for those of you kind enough to leave comments while I was gone, I loved reading them!
What type of stuff do you guys notice when you travel? Any other thoughts about anything at all on this fine monday morning?