It’s Friday. Let’s Go. (Detour #20)

We left New Jersey, got swallowed into the Lincoln Tunnel and were spit out into Manhattan. It was 5 o’clock on a Friday afternoon, the moment our New York adventure turned into a terror flick. People scurried five deep on the sidewalks, and more bodies spilled into the streets, a squirming mass of knees and elbows and leather bags threading between the fenders. Black Escalades and yellow taxis crawled through the humanity, honking–oh my God, the honking!–and we fought for position in the flow, squirting forward when the bodies parted, when a piece of pavement appeared, straining to hear the GPS’s calm voice telling us, “Turn left,” and “Turn right,” and then, in her happily amazed tone, “Your destination is on the right.”

Thank heavens for valet parking. This first thing we did after tumbling out of the car and handing over the keys was to grab each other for a family hug. We’d survived a Manhattan rush hour, not exactly a Bucket List item but definitely something to tack onto our memory bulletin board.

Manhattan is made to be seen on foot, which may be why it has so many parades. Even the Pillsbury Doughboy wants to stroll down 6th Street, although he does it the easy way by sucking in a big ole lungful of helium and letting his keepers do the walking. With the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade only a few days away, I couldn’t resist peeking at some of our New York photos. Most of these were taken by my husband, who is a far better photographer than I will ever be.

Little Italy

You go for Manhattan and get Italy as a bonus. What’s not to love?

After a meal in Little Italy

Well, we obviously loved this Little Italy meal. Some people may take their pictures while the food’s still on the plate but by the time we thought of the camera these few empty cups and glasses were all we had left. I don’t remember the name of the restaurant but is it recommended? Hell yeah.

Church near Wall Street The Trinity Church tower, at the focal point of this high rent block, holds 23 bells according to Wikipedia, but now they’re much quieter than the car horns down below. Some of its high rise neighbors complained that the ringing of the bells was rattling their windows (apparently living at eye level with a bell tower has its challenges) and so the church built shutters inside the bell chamber’s windows to muffle the sound.

New York Stock Exchange

Unlike Trinity Church’s bells, the Stock Exchange’s closing bell is heard around the world.

Wall Street Bull

Don’t mess with this guy. He’s watching over my mutual funds.

Times Square Lights For some people, the lights of Times Square are the main event, a reason to stay out all night in The City That Never Sleeps. That nickname for Manhattan, by the way, isn’t true. Huffington Post reported last August that the average New Yorker sleeps 6 hours and 47 minutes each night, a few minutes more than the average for Los Angeles and Las Vegas. But never let the truth interfere with a good advertising slogan.

Hershey's Store

First stop–Little Italy. Second stop–The Hershey’s Store. The perfect day in Manhattan.

Peace.

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  1. Gosh, Karen – It’s only Day 2 of following your blog and you take me to one of my fav cities (can I still claim it’s a fav if I haven’t been there in almost 3 decades?!?). Sure have some great memories there.

    Your (hub’s) photos are fab!!

    Give me more New York details snytime (I would never be brave/crazy enough to drive there!)

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    • It’s been three decades? Sounds like it’s time you made a visit to the Big Apple. My husband is trying to talk me into a Christmas season trip but there’s always this and that and the other begging to be done here, so who knows if it will happen. I’ll pass your compliments on to my husband and thanks for stopping by!

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      • Well I was there one year for the lighting of the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center. That was pretty special. Tell hubby you’ll go as long as no driving (for either of you) is involved!

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  2. Glad you had a good visit/experience. Having lived/worked in Manhattan for years, I know there are infinite possibilities to appreciate. 🙂 Oh, And I never minded driving there either.

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    • Eric, you’re a braver person than me if you don’t mind driving in Manhattan, but then everything becomes more comfortable after you’ve done it awhile. I’d love to live in Manhattan for one year to immerse myself in the city and those infinite possibilities you mentioned. Thanks for stopping by!

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  3. LOL! I totally agree with your rule of no driving. I’ve driven in Rome, Paris and Manhattan and of the three Manhattan was the scariest.

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  4. Ah yes… driving in NYC… one eye on the directions, one eye on the road and always in the wrong lane in terms of exit. I think that you need to drive the city every day for several weeks before you can anticipate the exit and move to the correct lane. Driving twice a year does not cut it. Thank you for the taking me along for the ride. Love the photos! I need to get a new camera and take my eyes off the road.

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