Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulips, in City Hall Park
Hi. No, hi there! Hello!! HELLO??!?!
Oh good, you turned around. Yes, well, just a brief message before we start. I really enjoy New York. Things are very fun, and there is always something to do. And usually when I am doing these things, always always always, there is a part of me that is thinking 'You remembered your camera? CHECK!... OK, now take some photos to blog about so you can show everyone back home, and anyone else who might be interested'. I mean, that is, after all, why I started doing this thing in the first place.
And you know, I work full-time and all, and I study part-time, AND I'm trying to take part in blog-worthy activities, aaaand blog about them at the same time. This, friends, is what takes up my whole life. Now, it has occurred to me recently that I have been blogging away, letting everyone know about stuff in NY, and that I'm not dead, and maybe even give people ideas on stuff they would like to do if ever they were to come and visit... and I KNOW that people read this blog, because they tell me, and that's great!
But you know what would be greater?
Well, it's a little thing called a comment. Doesn't take up too much time, a little click of the comment button on the bottom of a post and a few words. It provides a much-needed affirmation that you enjoy what I'm doing here. Something like 'Great photos Lj!' or 'That looked like fun!' or 'I've been there'. Comments can even be negative like 'NOONECARES!' or 'You're noooo funny... stop trying to be'. Comments CAN EVEN be completely unrelated to the post subject matter - 'LJ did you steal my socks and take them to New York!?!??!' (and no, I didn't. Well, possibly Rachel's but, she lent them to me such a long time ago, that they are pretty much just mine now... right??).
THE POINT IS. Comments rule. Comments are the best. Comments tell me that you exist, and that you care enough to create a dialogue about my adoptive city, and that you may even care what I'm up to. Most of all, comments are the reward for all the hard work I've put into documenting my time here. And lately, they have been non-existent. Which makes you guys bad people... I mean, Dad, come on, even you stopped... what happened?! Did I offend you? Did you wake up one day and think, well, she went to New York without me, I hereby disown her as a daughter???
So people, I make sure I make the time to blog, so, if you have time to read the blog, you have time to comment. Simple as.
And I love you all.
So. I say New York, you guys think... Empire State Building, Chrysler Building, Home Alone 2, Statue of Liberty... etc etc. Well you would be very right. But what you guys are thinking of is Manhattan. New York is so much more.
One of the next best places in New York, apart from Manhattan, is Brooklyn.
This weekend, I went for a walk, across Brooklyn Bridge, to Brooklyn Heights. Here, there is a promenade that runs alongside the East River on the Lower West edge of Brooklyn.
From here, there are the most amazing views of the city skyline..
Brooklyn Bridge/Empire State Building
The blossom was out, the people were strolling (and blading in some cases), there were even a few kids jumping rope.
And then there was me, with my iPod...
*must.. resist.. urge... to... sing... out... loud...*
...enjoying the view.
If you can make it there, you'll make it anywhere