I arrived back in New York City on Friday, just in time for the Memorial Day long weekend (yes, it has been pointed out to me that long weekends are not particularly significant in the context of my lifestyle) to find that summer had arrived while I was away. Here's what I discovered about summer on my return: it's too hot to sleep in the cave, iced coffees are The Greatest Invention Ever and summer is a verb. Yes, forget what you learned (or probably didn't) at school, Australians, because summer is not just a season it is also a verb. Not only is summer a verb, but it is something that you do somewhere else and where you do it is very significant. I didn't realise that summer could be quite so complex.
So I kicked off summer in the city. Most people don't summer in the city, firstly because that's not doing it somewhere else, but also it kind of smells like bin juice and there's water water everywhere but not a drop to swim in. But, I haven't exactly got a summer house in the Hamptons, so Summer in the city was what we had to work with over the weekend. I took loads of pictures, and so here is the weekend in pictures...
Saturday:
Sun-soaking by the water in Williamsburg (pre-apocalypse clouds)...
Dinner at Roebling Tea Rooms and beers at Nikki's place...
Sunday:
Markets uptown Broadway...
A few nice drinks...
Monday:
Picnic in Central Park...
Bike ride Central Park to the Hudson River...
(awesome helmet hair)
Basically, besides the bin juice smell, summer in New York City was pretty awesome over the long weekend. The quiet streets were a nice change to the normal hectic pace and instead the parks, markets and water-front were a steady buzz with other city-summerers. We got to explore parts of the neighborhood that we hadn't seen before, in ways we hadn't seen it before - like empty streets by bike, the best tables at nice bars, Broadway packed with pedestrians and Central Park dotted with family picnics.
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