Photo by myself in Little Italy/Chinatown, at Elizabeth and Hester Streets.
Little Italy bleeds into Chinatown in this part of Manhattan. A woman was waiting on the sidewalk in front of a pizza place. You can see my reflection in the glass over her right shoulder.
I had a devil of a time figuring out what to post today.
It was a toss up between an inflatable sheep wearing a garter belt, standing on a fire escape, (sounds enticing but actually not the greatest photo) and some shots of the Washington Square Park arch taken from a cab the other night. Hm. I finally settled on the one above.
If you visit New York today, it is absolutely gorgeous. Actually, the tide turned a couple days ago. and we're having picture-perfect, sunny, temperate, beautiful weather.
It's hard to believe it's July. July means 'humid-beyond-belief-must-vacate-town' to most New Yorkers. Many a July 4th is spent standing in a huge crowd of sweaty people encroaching on your vision, waiting and waiting for the fireworks to begin.
I was at a job site recently and we were talking about installing the central air conditioning. The HVAC guy mentioned how humid it gets.
'Ten days a year', he said, referring to how nice it was that day. We all nodded in silent agreement. Meaning there were only ten days a year of absolutely perfect days in New York, and this was one of them.
Related posts: Soap Bubbles, Chinatown, Selling Grapes on Canal Street and Running Amok in the Streets.