Towards South Street Seaport – Manhattan, NY

After resting a bit at Battery Park, me and Kat walked up through the financial district towards….well…east-ish. We had the vague notion of ending up somewhere near the Brooklyn Bridge, or at the very least thats where I was steering us. After a couple of odd turns, a stop in at a random coffee shop off the main street (delicious organic mocha frapps make the best little energy boost for slightly worn down travelers) we wound up by the South Street Seaport and the SS Peking. The breeze coming off the water was refreshing in the slightly oppressive humidity bearding down on us, and the clouds shifting everything into a blue light were a gift for the photographer in our duo. This is another area in Manhattan that i’d really like to come back to and explore more, both for the people watching opportunities and the crooked streets.

NYC- Pt.1

I was born, and for a good while, raised in NYC. My birth in Brooklyn, my schooling in The Bronx, cultural reunions in Queens and my adventurous spirit honed in Manhattan.(er… Staten Island wasn’t much discussed.)20140214-210045.jpg

The photos in this part, are of the NYC most everyone knows, the one that I think everyone should visit, not just for the experience but for that feeling you get of being part of something so encompassing and huge and overwhelming that it kinda scares you but also exhilarates you beyond belief. Being in New York City, Manhattan especially, is unlike being in any other “big” city that I can think of….there’s something so surreal about walking the pavement, brushing past supermodels, grocers, stock brokers, construction workers, famous actors, pretty much every kind of person you can think of…. and i’ve never been somewhere that made me feel more conscious of being ever so “human”. Part of something bigger than just me, the USA, the northern hemisphere, western civilization in general.20140214-210029.jpg20140214-210056.jpg20140214-210104.jpg20140214-210115.jpg20140214-210143.jpg20140214-210135.jpg20140214-210036.jpg 20140214-205954.jpg 20140214-205933.jpg20140214-205926.jpg

I don’t think NYC is magical or anything, and it’s far from a perfect place, but it’s an experience you can’t recreate anywhere else. You can find parts of yourself more easily there, amid the blurry shiny lights and the more intimate places that carve themselves into you without notice till later.

Ct. in Part 2.

In The Wonderland of Arkansas

There was something unexpected about Arkansas, maybe because, to put it rather horribly bluntly, I wasn’t expecting much. No one I knew had ever been anywhere near the state, or wanted to, but I was determined to find something to light up my eyes. So on the mini-last-minute-no-seriously-i-booked-everything-in-the-car-on-my-way-there-last minute roadtrip I took back at the end of September I decided to stay the first night in Little Rock, giving myself the day to explore the surrounding area.

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From there I headed in the general direction of paved streets and ended up in Hot Springs, a town that I could have easily spent the day in. Pockets of urban decay right up against shining beautiful buildings, sunlit paved streets and gravel busted dirt trails, trying to find a parking spot near a coffee shop and getting to sit in the quiet park above it all, swinging my legs like a tired child.

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After that excursion, the sun was getting ready to set and running on 4 hours of sleep like I was, I headed towards my rest stop for the night in Little Rock, but Arkansas wasn’t done surprising me and jolting me into awareness with its special brand of expresso exploration. Idley staring out my window while driving down a slightly narrow and out of the way road, I spotted this beautiful gem and had my heart well and truly captured.

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Arkansas is for explorers and anyone willing to well and truly put all expectations aside and just go where the road takes you.