Our walk through Prospect Park is done. We stand at the transition zone of city and park.
On the streets of Brooklyn, NY
We see so many things as we walk the streets of Brooklyn, a place I have only seen in movies or pictures. After finding a cafe to finally have a warm breakfast in, we head down to the East River to see the Brooklyn Bridge.
I have never seen the Brooklyn bridge before and there it stands in all its glory. It is much larger than I imagined. We are standing on the Brooklyn Heights Promenade and C—, excellent tour guide that he is and lover of all things New York, starts to point out the buildings we can see from here across the river. C—knows his buildings like I know birds, and really, I am interested but…what is this I see down in the river?
New York Skyline
Not Empire State Building
NOT Empire State Building! AIG Building!
(C—has corrected me! Thankfully!)
By now I am cold and very tired. We have walked everywhere for the past 2 days. My legs feel like lead after all these miles of walking. As we head for the subway station we walk past this place tucked into a row of warehouse buildings. C—asks if I like hot chocolate. I tell him sometimes. He asks if I have ever heard of Jacque Torres Hot Chocolate? The answer is “no.” But there is a bench in front of the store, so I sit down to rest my feet while C—goes inside to buy us each a small cup.
While he is inside the store, I watch the building across the street, an abandoned warehouse, except for these street pigeons. C—soon emerges with our hot chocolate and we sit on this quiet gray street and sip chocolate paradise in a cup. It is warm and velvety smooth and, Oh! so rich! Though it warms me inside I am glad we only got small cups as I would never have been able to finish anything larger! However, if I am ever back here again, I am coming back for more!
We find our way to the subway where music once again fills the air. When the train pulls into the station it feels good to sit for awhile as we ride back to the apartment in contented silence. When we leave New York City later this evening after a long nap I feel like I have lived two weeks of memories in a little over 48 hours. So, you know I have to say it…
And Thank You C—for showing it to me!
My World Tuesday reprise
(scroll down to see part 1 of this adventure)
Note: this post was corrected today, 3-29-11, when C—emailed me to correct all my building ID mistakes! (I always help him with his bird IDs!)
Links to info on buildings: