i walked around greenwich village on saturday to check out a possible apartment location, and since it was close by, i kept going all the way to Hudson River Park. my feet were beginning to ache so i sat awhile at the esplanade and watched the boats go by. i saw a canadian battleship speed by all the sailboats that seems so tiny in comparison. it's Fleet Week in New York and we invited the canucks. i hope that's not a derogatory nickname.
on monday i went for a late-day bike ride down to prospect park.
i had seen a bunch of apartment listings for the far + south sides of the park so i explored those neighborhoods a little before heading into the park. the sun was getting low in the sky when i sat in the lawn to rest and read, so i didn't even stay very long. i read a short chapter in a book i just started, Kavalier & Clay. mostly i just watched the kites flying and these three guys with amazing frisbee skills. somebody with two loose yorkies walked by me, but like most new york dogs, they didn't really want to visit me (or anyone). and since i was kind of worried about some issues with my bike, i left.
instead of going straight home i stopped at the new williamsburgh park right on the east river. after all, there was still lots of sun there; no trees to block everything, just a wide expanse of water with the manhattan skyline as a backdrop. i read another chapter and took some pictures of the setting. by then it was 7:45 and they were closing the park, so i went home for dinner.
enjoy a few select pics at kodakgallery.
