I never posted the pictures I took in September of 2017, and hey, it’s summer. So here is a short trip to a place that most New Yorkers have traveled to at some point. It helps that the subway is a block away.
I once got an email from a friend who had never been here before and she was absolutely convinced that New York City was only a concrete jungle. So I’m sharing pics I took on the Staten Island boardwalk. (And for those who don’t know, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island and the Bronx are part of New York City along with Manhattan.)
For those who like to fish, there are places for your poles:
Bonus points if you can name the bridge in the background:
Here’s the entrance to the Winter Carnival. I arrived with a couple of friends. (Thankfully, one of them had a recharger since my phone decided to croak after I took this picture.)
There was already a big crowd around the rink watching the professional ice skaters.
I was happy to see the fountain running and not frozen.
After the performances, the rink opened to the public. My friends and I stayed warm in the bar and watched through the large windows.
And that’s how I like my Winter Carnival—toasty warm, sipping hot chocolate and hanging with friends.
Who says New York City doesn’t have some country in the mix? I attended the annual Queens Country Fair yesterday and had a blast. Although I really didn’t expect to see chickens (or goats or cows or rabbits).
I’m a Brooklyn girl. Even when my family moved to the Bronx, I knew I’d return. And I did. So it seems funny that I never walked across the Brooklyn Bridge until last month. Then again, how many people play tourist in their own city?
Have you heard of Williamsburg, Virginia? Or Old Sturbridge Village, Massachusetts? Those are the places where people walk around in costume and show what it’s like to have lived in colonial times.
Who knew there was a version of that on Staten Island? Historic Richmond Town isn’t as large (yet) but it’s a fascinating way to spend the day, as I did with friends on Friday.
Greenwich Village, that is. Over the week, I had to be in the East Village one day and the West Village on another. Not a hardship! I love the energy pulsing through those areas.
On the East side, two of my favorite bookstores:
And on the West side, a rubber stamp store (yes, I have a collection, although it’s been a while since I used them):
And a good place to eat at 46 Greenwich Ave.:
The day I took the pics of the West Side, it was freezing out. But the sharp slap of cold across my face made this place even more of a comfort. For the record, they sell a fantastic root beer.
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