New York. Part one.

I was going to do this big blog on interconnectedness. How without even realising it, we’re always linking in the things we do to one another, things we’ve already said or written or done It was going to be huge, so huge in fact that I’m a bit scared of it, so lets leave it for now.

Instead, I’m going to talk about my trip to New York, (the reson why you’ve gone without a blog in so long…).

New York, is big. Its very big actually. New York is so big, that you cant see even half of it in, say, four and a bit days. And thats just Manhattan. We definatley tried though. Arriving at about 10:30pm, after our flight had been delayed by five hours, we were tired more than anything, but excited. We decided to hell with it, we were going site-seeing. Just a few blocks down and a few blocks across was the tallest building in New York, the Empire State Building. It was lit up perfectly, cinematically, and reminded us exactly why we’d just spent 14 hours travelling suspended 36000 feet in the air in a metal tube. There are two observation decks in the building – the 82nd floor, and the 102nd, and we didnt come all that way for second best. After about four elevators and one metal detector, we run into some english accents, and a security guard who tells us that the Empire State Building is a Glasgow Rangers building. Seems home follows us everywhere.

The view was…vast. I didnt just want eyes on the back of my head, I wanted them all around (at least to, say, my ears, the building itself stoped a 360 degree view) You could see everything if you looked for it. Statue of Liberty, Chrysler building, and the weird gap in the skyline where the tallest buildings used to be. We were up there for about an hour or an hour and a half, just looking. Us an about 70 other people of course, even at midnight the observation deck is crammed. Looking over one side, we saw directly on to a trendy bar where stood taking pictures of us, and being snapped in return.

102nd view

The way down was full of movie memorabilia – a clipboard from Breakfast at Tiffany’s, a poster from King Kong, and row after row of plastic and glass model Statues of Liberty.

We werent 100% sure where we actually were. Two guys running on a mountain dew and a slice of pizza, “somewhere near the empire state building” at 12:30am. We just walked, and sooner or later hit 5th avenue. This bode well as our hotel was on 3rd avenue, it shouldnt be too far away, should it? Walking home gave us a few sights too. St Patrick’s cathedral, which looks amazingly creepy at night. Then my personal favourite, the statue of Atlas. I think i’d been watching the news too much, but I cant help but think of Atlas as the American people. Well meaning, almost all of them, doing their best, but for whatever reason they’re bent double trying to support the weight on their shoulders, one they didnt ask for specifically but wont let go of either. America and Americans are pretty villified over here, sometimes they do it to themselves. I cant help but think though that the average American is just like the average anyone else – trying to do their best, hoping they’re doing right. Not the people’s fault that their politicians arent as altruistic as they are. People get sick of America leading charges, but the next time a charge needs led, they’ll expect America to be up front. With great power comes great responsibility. (Amazing fantasy #15) and no one has more of both than the USA.

We eventually found our way “home”. The Pod Hotel. But I’ll blog on that next time. My first few hours there are quite enough for now.

With great power...(I love spiderman)