Saturday, 9 February 2019

New York Diaries: Day 4

Let me take you back to 2011. My mum is an artist (you can snoop on her Instagram here) and that year, when I was thirteen, she submitted a piece of her work to The Sketchbook Project, run by Brooklyn Art Library. Along with lots of others, that sketchbook toured multiple countries, and we got to meet up with it when it was displaying at London's Southbank. However, that was the last time we saw it, as shortly after it returned to its permanent home in Brooklyn, NY, a place none of us ever planned to go.

Fast forward to 2018, a week from turning twenty years old, and - yep - I went to visit my mum's sketchbook! I always said that I would go and see it if I went to New York, and I did. It made me so happy to be able to do this for my mum who will never see it again, and I took loads of pictures for her so she could experience it as fully as possible.

 Yes, that is a tiny me that I'm pointing to!

Wednesday was definitely a day of travelling; we didn't get a lot done, but the things we did do were the big things, which freed up some time on our remaining days. We spent about an hour at the Brooklyn Art Library (which was in a really cool area, by the way) and then made the trek to Coney Island. Which was shit. Sorry, but it was. I'm sure I would have liked it, but the park was shut, the beach was dead, it was freezing cold, the limited restaurants looked like the definition of food poisoning, and the toilets were the mankiest toilets I have ever been in. Every toilet was blocked. It was dirty. There was no bog roll. There was, however, a nice old lady who must have seen me wandering from cubicle to cubicle, because she shouted DO YOU NEED A TOWEL? before pulling, I shit you not, an entire roll of kitchen roll from her handbag. At last, my bladder was free.

Anyway. Coney Island. I'm actually surprised I didn't see a tumbleweed. Got this cool pic, though.

Our next stop was Alex's choice, Grand Central Station. I could not believe how big it was - it made King's Cross seem like a speck of dust in comparison.

Next on our list was Liberty State Park to see, you guessed it, the Statue of Liberty (which I share my birthday with!) I would have loved to see it closer, but look, I already conquered my fear of flying on this trip, I don't think I needed to add a long ferry ride to the mix...

Now the below picture is one you might recognise, because it was taken on Washington Street, a prime location for photographs of Manhattan Bridge. We got there at sunset, and I was so happy to finally take the photograph I've been dreaming of! There's just something about the way the buildings frame the bridge, and how you can just see the Empire State peeking through. It fits perfectly.


Before getting the train back to our apartment, we went to Burger King for dinner (budget, remember?) and had a quick look in Macy's at their Christmas shop on the ninth floor. Unfortunately, it then became clear that Alex had the shits food poisoning... so let's leave it there, shall we? You're welcome.

Check back next week to see what we got up to on Thursday!

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