I haven't been back to New York since I moved to London with my James a few years ago. At the time of our leaving I had had enough of New York and was happy to move on, but you can't really live in a place for a significant length of time without it becoming a part of you and you a part of it and over the past few years I've been quite nostalgic for certain aspects of my New York life.
chatted endlessly with my sister:
New York is at its most gorgeous in April and May and for my entire week there the sunshine was brilliant and the air cool and delicious.
marvelled at all the changes that had taken place during my absence,
There has been a lot of construction going on in New York since I was last here. Seems as though all the little pre-WWII 5 story walk ups and other buildings from the 40s are being replaced by luxury apartments which only the very rich can afford. A very good hospital used to stand in this spot just 3 years ago.
This brand new African Burial Ground Monument commemorates the story of the African Burial Ground, a 6 acre cemetery for free and enslaved Africans dating back to the 17th and 18th century, which only came to light in 1991 during excavation of the site for a new federal building.
I'd been dreaming of a good old fashion New York diner breakfast for a long time. So I stopped off at the Mansion Diner and Oh My God: THEY'VE RENOVATED. Same layout but brand spanking new everything. It was so early I had the place to myself.
What's a visit to New York without a pedicure. New York has more nail care places per square block than any other city in USA or Europe. I've been going to this tiny one around the corner from my apartment for years.
took some long walks down memory lane,
This is the first place I lived when I moved to New York ... well the second if you count the few months I lived in my friend P's grandmother's basement apartment until I got myself set up.
I woke up at dawn on Memorial Day and took a walk through Carl Schultz Park which borders the East River. I used to start my morning with a jog along this river at sunrise for many years. It is such a beautiful and peaceful place.
Brooklyn Bridge as seen from South Street Seaport, where we spent many an evening after work eating ice cream, chatting and watching the sun set.
Harlem, one of the most important social and cultural centers of African life in America.
That dot in the distance is Lady Liberty herself !!!
This photo by an old teacher of mine Jeff Mermelstein shows the same statue above in the aftermath of the WTC disaster.
saw an incredible performance of the New York City Ballet,
and then ... all too soon it was time to say au revoir ...
Stay tuned for the next post when Nona discusses what she is doing to lose 25kgs before she turns 90 ....