I’m back in New York City, a year later, berthed at Chelsea Piers on a different yacht and summer is here. You read about my first experience in NYC where I enjoyed a feast for the eyes in Three creative bites of the Big Apple. This year I revisited three of my favourite Manhattan spots and experienced them in different ways:
Walk the High Line in Chelsea
“The High Line is a public park built on an historic freight rail line elevated above the streets on Manhattan’s West Side.” It’s a great escape just a few flights of stairs up from the busy streets of Chelsea. I first walked along this oasis a year ago and since then it has blossomed. Summer flowers border the walkway which offers striking city views, public benches and recliner chairs, food vendors and some market stalls. I walked along this public space listening to different languages and accents, perusing what was on offer before heading down to Chelsea Market which always puts me in a good mood.
Cycle Central Park
On our day off Jamie, Rich and I caught the Metro to Central Park and hired bicycles. It was a sizzling summer day so we stopped regularly to rehydrate and enjoy local musicians in the shade. I advise tourists to cycle or hop on a horse and carriage instead of walking. Last year, I walked at pace around Central Park trying to see as much as possible. I remember being out of breath walking up a hill while on the phone to Rich who laughed at my deteriorated fitness levels. We were making plans to meet up at Columbus Circle.
This busy traffic circle and home to the tall Columbus statue and water fountains is where Rich and I first met. We had been in contact about prospective jobs and visa issues via the Facebook group for South African yachties I started over two years ago. We were both in New York so we planned to meet up and explore the city with some other South Africans. I don’t usually meet up with random guys in foreign locations. Actually, it was a first. We hopped into a yellow taxi cab where, he says, I didn’t stop staring at him (my bad). We got on really well and chatted non-stop as we pub crawled through Greenwich and Soho. By the end of the night we were thick as thieves. I had consumed a few too many beverages and had completely lost my voice before meeting my new yacht owners two days later. Epic Fail!
A year later, we work together on a yacht and share a tiny cabin (approximately 3.5m X 2m). I live on ‘Pride Rock’ (top bunk) while he chills in the ‘Valley’ (bottom bunk).
Back to the point of this blog: a little over a year later we found ourselves at the spot where we first met. I asked Jamie to take a photo of us standing in front of the Columbus statue. Rich cringed but went along with it. Yes, I tend to be corny and sentimental.
I look forward to returning to NYC with Rich and the MY Emelina crew later on this season to explore Brooklyn Bridge and surrounds so watch this space.