If you’re in Manhattan and you need a bathroom, now you know where it is: on the east side of Madison Square Park, quite close to 23rd Street.
As you can see, it’s out of commission right now. That doesn’t surprise me one bit, knowing as I do the fate of anything “public” here. Its door is open and the amber “Out of Order” lamp is glowing.
It wasn’t very clean inside. It showed the usual public bathroom maladies, situations similar to those pranks that your delinquent high school friends pulled in your school toilets.
Well, the deal was that someone in NYC wanted to install these units around the city, but the idea never flushed—I mean fleshed—out, because no one wanted the thing too close to their shop or store or office. So another attempt to lay a much-needed veneer of civility and public accommodation over the gritty City was lost.
Which is really a shame. Many great cities in other lands have public toilets. And In NY, even in places that allow you to use the toilet, there’s never enough equipment.
To end this post on a high note, I’ve included a nice view of the Empire State Building, to the top of which everyone who visits Manhattan should go whenever possible. The view is beyond stupendous, and you will feel wonderfully terrifying sensations in your lower legs that you won’t feel anywhere else.
Have a nice day!
I ❤️ NY.
Those of you who are tuned in to my Fbook page know that I was in Macy’s at Herald Square, where I did not buy a KitchenAid mixmaster. Continue reading
Posted in Humor, Manhattan, New York, The Kitchen, Uncategorized
Tagged Applause, Big Apple, Concert ettiquette, Cooking at home, Flatiron district, Lincoln Center, Macy's, Manhattan, New York, Pots and Pans, Restaurants, whimsy
The bomb fell a mere two weeks after I landed in India, after my friend Alam
Sahidul Alam, wearing a shirt that only Indians might be able to explain. Here he’s preparing to meditate. He has a rare sweetness and a huge heart.
and I had already endured a sleepless train ride,
the rigors of air travel, and long hours in the car. Continue reading
Posted in India, Italy, Love, Uncategorized
Tagged Darjeeling, desperation, dreams, faith, friendship, hardship, India, Italy, love, relationships, the heart, traveling, West Bengal
After a noisy, restless 6 hours from New York on an aging Boeing 747, I’m enjoying some silence in London’s Heathrow airport, mercifully uncrowded on this first Sunday morning in February. Continue reading
Sometimes you wake up and you know you have to do something different: Continue reading
The plane ride from Abu Dhabi to Cochin was unexceptional. After the turbulence faded, the plane became very quiet. It seemed to glide without any help from the engines. Everything felt extremely smooth, almost glassy, as though we were flying in a complete vacuum. That’s how I want my inner life to feel, effortless inside with rapid progress outside. Continue reading
Posted in Architecture, India, Kerala, Love
Tagged antiquity, beauty, bravery, Cochin, faith, friendship, India, Kerala, life, spirituality, the heart, transportation
Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I get a mite squirrelly up here in the miasma of the great Northeast Urbanity. With the lack of family and partner and kids and all that, it gets downright depressing sometimes, and I think to myself, “You have nothing to live for”, which is about as true and about as false as I’d like to think it is. Continue reading
Posted in Automobilia, City Center, Humor, India, Loneliness, Love, Manhattan, New York
Tagged beauty, desperation, dreams, faith, feminine magic, growth, humanity, humor, life, loneliness, love, Manhattan, New York, the heart, transportation, uncertainty, whimsy
Before I reach the meat of this article, I need to get a few things off my chest, things that might help to explain why I write what I do. Most people who know me think I am incredibly lucky. In certain ways I’ve been enormously lucky. What many people struggle for has come fairly easily to me, though not without cost. That’s the way things work in this world: you don’t get something for nothing. And no one gets it all. Continue reading
Posted in Loneliness, Love, New York, Uncategorized
Tagged beauty, bravery, desperation, dreams, faith, friendship, frustration, growth, humanity, knowledge, life, loneliness, love, spirituality, the heart, the mind, uncertainty
Just in case you’ve been tuned out for a while, I’ve been stationed in Manhattan full-time since late June 2017, writing periodically about what’s happening in The New York. Continue reading
Posted in City Center, Family, Humor, Love, Manhattan, New York, Uncategorized
Tagged beauty, dreams, growth, humor, life, Macy's, Manhattan, Men, New York, relationships, watches, whimsy