This Is Drivel

Tag: vacation

  • The Curse of Bleecker Street

    Beware the Curse of Bleecker Street! This is an age-old New York City curse that will strike while you’re trying to find a place along Bleecker, or if you have to cross Bleecker, or even while you’re walking down a street that sounds like “Bleecker.” You will be mysteriously overcome by a desire to walk Read.

  • readjustment

    We’re back from New York. It may take a while for My Darling B to adjust. “It’s so quiet here! No car horns, no rumbling as the trains go by, and there’s nobody walking down the street!” First thing she asked for when we got back was coffee. No matter where we went in New Read.

  • Abingdon Square

    ,

    If you’re a pigeon in the Chelsea area of New York City (because so many pigeons read this blog, right?), don’t trust the guy with a box who throws bread crumbs to you in Abingdon Square! While I was sitting on a park bench with My Darling B Wednesday morning, a man passed by us Read.

  • scofflaw

    <img src="https://thisisdrivel.com/blog/2012/images/nycchristopher.jpg" align="left" width="300" B jumped a subway turnstile yesterday! Can you get a more authentic New York experience than that? And it only happened because we weren’t paying attention. We had to catch the train at the Christopher Street station and went down the wrong set of stairs, ending up on the platform for Read.

  • Architecture tour

    On Tuesday, we took a boating tour all the way around the island of Manhattan. (That’s not the boat we did it in. It’s only a cool-looking boat that got in the snapshot I was taking of the Brooklyn Bridge. I took photos of the boat we went in, but they were really boring, so Read.

  • Sophie Blackall

    Brooklyn artist Sophie Blackall’s drawing of subways riders charmed me the moment I laid eyes on it. Read more about Ms. Blackall and how she came to draw art for the MTA on her blog, here. Read.

  • Grand Central Terminal

    We went to Grand Central Station Tuesday night and, while we were there, ate supper at the Oyster Bar. Grand Central Terminal was one of those must-see tourist destinations we had to check off our list and, if I were here with a bunch of train nerds, I probably would’ve wanted to spend more time Read.

  • caught in the act

    SO! YOU HAVE DISCOVERED THE LOCATION OF MY SECRET LAIR, WHERE I PLOT MY NEFARIOUS SCHEMES TO ENSLAVE THE ENTIRE WORLD! You have learned too much, my nosy little friend. Prepare to meet your doom! Kidding. It’s just me in the lobby of the lobby of the News building on Lexington Avenue. Read.

  • dressed for it

    B was a bit concerned before we left for NYC about the way we looked. She worried that everyone would be able to identify us as rubes by the way were dressed, and suggested that we should go shopping for clothes that would let us blend in. She even suggested at one point that we Read.

  • Accomplice

    We went on a walking tour, sort of, of the lower east side of Manhattan on Sunday, and we also took part in a street show, sort of. I’m not sure what to call it. The people who organize the show call it Accomplice: New York and they describe it as a street performance that Read.

photo of the author and the author's best friend