I am now safely and happily in New York City, land of brave and/or stupid. I’m staying at my friend Josh’s place in Park Slope, a charming multi-ethnic neighborhood in Brooklyn. I arrived via Amtrak, and although the leg of my journey between Louisville and Chicago was hellish, the trip from Chicago to NYC was very nice, especially the run along the Hudson between Albany and NYC. We hugged the Hudson River for nearly that entire leg of the trip. The mid-afternoon sun shone brightly on the river, the gently rising Catskills, and the lush, verdant palisades across the way. A calm breeze rippled the waters of the Hudson, and the cool temperatures (mid-70s) made me envious of the boaters taking advantage of the perfect day.
In many ways, this Amtrak voyage was picture-perfect. In one northern Indiana town we passed through, two young boys bicycled past the train, pedaling in the opposite direction. As they passed us, they waved back at the train. I felt like an extra in a Cary Grant movie when I saw that.
I’m blogging right now from the dumbly named web2zone, a Samsung cybercafe venture near Cooper Square. It’s pricier than EasyInternet, but the Samsung place has two things in its favor: it has Microsoft Office, which means I can actually edit from here if absolutely necessary (the hourly prices would cut dramatically into my profits, so I hope not to–it’s just nice knowing I can); and unlike EasyInternet, it’s nowhere near Times Square, which as you’ll recall, I fucking hate. This means I don’t have to weave around and trip over the tourists lined up for the Broadway production of The Lion King or those queued to see whomever’s on display at Madame Tussauds. (It was a waxy Samuel L. Jackson; today it was waxen Albert Einstein.)
One way or another, I hope to have my iBook wired up very soon. Once that happens, I should be able to update this thing more often. I hope to have a lot to talk about.