- Isuzu I-Mark - Twin brother of my first born in New Jersey; transplanted to Toronto.After Manila, at the Big Apple, the World Trade Center (Twin Towers) was still a towering sight. From Jersey's Path Train, it was the daily way to work at the area near the Federal Reserve.
From a streetside deli, a To-go breakfast of bagel with cheese cream and coffee was just $1.00.
Lunches were eaten quickly, either in the office or while walking the sidewalks of NYC; it could be one of those "weighed" combo of Chinese food, fish and chips purchased from a coffee truck parked near a Presbyterian church, or a slice of pizza you sunk your teeth into while sitting on a step or crossing a street.
Wiping relic of lunch from the sides of the mouth, you step into an old Woolworth, or the tiny street boutiques in the Lower downtown area. A move into MidTown afforded more opportunities for better lunching - the area around 87th street - was loaded with a wide array of international cuisine. That early, Thai was already a favorite dish.
If you needed more time digesting food, you travelled from the WTC area to 5th avenue, just to get the real air of NY - to the plush Sak's Fifth Avenue or to confess sins at St. Patrick's.
Near Broadway, you got to see some celebrities; mine was Cagney from Cagney and Lacy and Geraldo.
But you also got to see partly nude personalities, especially on 42nd - "homeless" taking leaks, or those changing wardrobes while warming themselves on make-shift garbage heaters or the "professionals" who'd be on their early evening or early morning, late forays.
Still at the Big Apple was where you first saw women dressed to the nines but wearing sneakers; this, they did because New Yorkers always ran - rides were on muggy subways and walks were on wide avenues.
Though wide, Manhattan's sidewalks, like those in the old Carriedo-Santa Cruz areas - were always packed with pedestrians; walking these NY City's sidewalks was like driving on Manila's streets - it's a bumper-to-bumper experience.
No one drove to work in NYC; parking then, was $10.00 if you could find one.
The small parkette fronting Macy's at 33rd was still a menacing sight - with homeless souls. Now, it's been refurbished, thank God.
Still, New York/New Jersey was where you learned how to read a map - a transit map or the road map. Now, most people rely on a GPS.
I could still use a reliable navigator. Or maybe I should plot the next one.
From a streetside deli, a To-go breakfast of bagel with cheese cream and coffee was just $1.00.
Lunches were eaten quickly, either in the office or while walking the sidewalks of NYC; it could be one of those "weighed" combo of Chinese food, fish and chips purchased from a coffee truck parked near a Presbyterian church, or a slice of pizza you sunk your teeth into while sitting on a step or crossing a street.
Wiping relic of lunch from the sides of the mouth, you step into an old Woolworth, or the tiny street boutiques in the Lower downtown area. A move into MidTown afforded more opportunities for better lunching - the area around 87th street - was loaded with a wide array of international cuisine. That early, Thai was already a favorite dish.
If you needed more time digesting food, you travelled from the WTC area to 5th avenue, just to get the real air of NY - to the plush Sak's Fifth Avenue or to confess sins at St. Patrick's.
Near Broadway, you got to see some celebrities; mine was Cagney from Cagney and Lacy and Geraldo.
But you also got to see partly nude personalities, especially on 42nd - "homeless" taking leaks, or those changing wardrobes while warming themselves on make-shift garbage heaters or the "professionals" who'd be on their early evening or early morning, late forays.
Still at the Big Apple was where you first saw women dressed to the nines but wearing sneakers; this, they did because New Yorkers always ran - rides were on muggy subways and walks were on wide avenues.
Though wide, Manhattan's sidewalks, like those in the old Carriedo-Santa Cruz areas - were always packed with pedestrians; walking these NY City's sidewalks was like driving on Manila's streets - it's a bumper-to-bumper experience.
No one drove to work in NYC; parking then, was $10.00 if you could find one.
The small parkette fronting Macy's at 33rd was still a menacing sight - with homeless souls. Now, it's been refurbished, thank God.
Still, New York/New Jersey was where you learned how to read a map - a transit map or the road map. Now, most people rely on a GPS.
I could still use a reliable navigator. Or maybe I should plot the next one.
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Big A was always fun for me. Especially the Broadway section.
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