I woke up in New York City in instant excitement. So much so that i woke up an hour earlier than the alarm clock was set. That never happens. A coffee on the go was the only thing that I needed. The day was like a crisp cold that chills you when you walk out the door, but that is so amazing! Not a single cloud in the sky, and a sun that illuminated the entire city. We wanted to go somewhere non of us had ever gone before. We decided to go to the Art District and Hi Line. We took the subway in which we got a little lost, so we asked for help to the nicest New Yorker I have ever met. He showed us on the map where we were going, all though the subway line would leave us a little far away. It didn’t matter; we walked. When we got off, the day had changed, and the same crisp wind was accompanied by the most spectacular wind ever! I’m gonna make a small parenthesis here to go on and say that I love wind. When I encounter wind, the sort of wind that makes the leaves on the floor make a whirlwind and your hair lose any type of form or natural way of being. It takes my breath away and my skin started to boil with adrenaline. So much so, it knocked my mom out of the sideway and made almost ran over. Not so fun. After asking a few, we got to the Hi Line, or the end of it anyway, and we saw it backwards.
The Hi Line is an abandoned railway station that was going to be torn down. But the structure was way too valuable and previous NY mayors and artist got together to make something spectacular of it. It’s a beautiful pathway with different forms of art, from sculptures and huge drawings on the buildings, to very small things that you don’t really know if they’re there for a reason or mere coincidence. It’s a place worth going, because very few cities in the world take their abandoned spaces to make something amazingly artistic about it.
The end (or the beginning) of the Hi Mile is in the Meat Packing District. This is also a place that was kind of abandoned and dangerous industrial space, and became a place for the best restaurants around! The floor is in made of stone, so it looks like a completely different city than without the pavement. We stopped to eat in a Mexican restaurant called Dos Caminos. Order the Carnitas Tacos. Yum. We had a dinner reservation so we didn’t eat much, but it was delicious. Especially looking at the people walking by. I love the way New Yorkers dress, and especially in the cold. Everyone looks elegant, pretty and generally… not sweaty.
We got off in Time Square, I took a few pictures and we just walked. Kept walking. Broadway, Fifth, Rockefeller, we window-shopped unbuyable things and we absorbed the energy of this city in Christmas. We went to the plaza to try to pass by as guests so we could order a New York Martini. Didn’t work; so we kept walking. We walked to the hotel, which was 20 blocks away. We got there tired as hell, but it was completely worth it. If you are not willing to waste away your shoes on walking, don’t come to New York.
We went to Amma, an Indian restaurant that is truly fantastic. It’s tiny and has about 8 tables. However, if you walk into an Indian restaurant and you see an Indian family eating, stay! The Vindaloo and the chicken with the name I simply cant remember for the life of me, was excellent! I love Indian, and it’s a food you have to get accustomed to, but if you like it, this is the place to go. Don’t start with the Vindaloo if you are just learning! We ended up with our body burning with spice, but the aroma and the different flavors that mix up in your plate are amazing. The thing I love most about Indian food is that the hole table eats the same thing, you all have the same taste and experience in your mouths and you get to share that, instead of each ordering a plate of completely different things.
It was a real New York day of seeing the greatest differences, cultures, spaces and energy of the most magnificent city in the world.