Right now I find myself in New York on business. What type you ask? Well, none of yours. Zing! I'm here working a trade show by day, and romping through the city that never sleeps (although appers to be dozing a little bit) by night. I am here for a short time, not a wrong time, so I am being as efficent with my acitivites as a German tour guide.
That night I walked off my jetlag and temporary cankles and headed up the Empire State Building. This is the place that King Kong first invented Pole Dancing. The view was amazing, and made all the better since God has turned the lights out. Afterwards I wandered down to Times Square and grabbed a burger, shake and fries before high-fiving Fonzy and the fixing the dukebox. Walking around Times Square, I couldnt help but wonder if I set up a bunch of fluro Billboards in a delapitated concrete slab in a town like Geelong, would people still flock or would they see it for the wasteland it is? The slab of concrete, not Geelong.
Saturday I met up with a firend who was also in town for work, and we indulged our sporting side, hitting Chelsea Piers for some Batting cage action and the Golf driving range. A short stroll through the Meat Packing District (alot of other groups of men doing the same thing funnily) and back along the highline before heading over to the Kingdom of Hipsters that is Williamsburg. After being dropped off by Manhattan's only Indian/Trivia Host/Cab Driver we feasted at Isa, before heading out for drinks at a couple of bars. A late but fun night was had by all.
More to come in Part 2.