I think most everyone i’ve ever met who’s ever visited Manhattan has expressed the same desire when it comes to Central Park. The wish to spend days, weeks, maybe even a full month just exploring all the turns and bends that this immense spread of green encompasses.
There is so much going on in the city, every square inch is filled to the brim and spilling over with life and movement, and while the green acres aren’t a separate reality, it’s a different movement and a more steadied pace that occupies the minds of many visitors in the park. Me and Kat took a break from exploring just inside the boundaries past the Pond, bought some drinks from a vendor with the widest smile i’d ever seen and sat on a cool rock for a bit, watching people jogging by, idling planning the rest of the days adventures and exploration trails while battling the slight humidity. I think it’s probably going to be a goal of mine to one day travel back to Manhattan and spend a whole week just exploring the park, and… maybe a second week thereafter going through all the museums that dot like stars the map of NYC.