Liralen's Adventures Through Life

This day was an amazingly long day, but worth every bit of it. It started in Columbus Circle, which is at the southwest corner of Central Park. It's where all distances from New York City are measured by New Yorkers. Right off the plaza was a beautiful mall, also called Columbus Circle and within it was the first of several performance arenas all connected with the Lincoln Center for the Performing Arts, including the Fredrick P Rose Hall for Jazz. It's a beautiful little venue. A few blocks north on Broadway, we went left at Dante Park and arrived at the David Rubinstein Atrium. It's the place that takes care of all the tours for the Lincoln Center along with discount tickets for all the Lincoln Center performances, free performances, and, of course, free wifi. *laughs* The amazing thing, for me, was that wall of greenery by everyone. It's actually a whole wall filled with pockets of dirt, and there's a plant in each of the pockets. The whole wall has spotlig...

I got up the next morning feeling a little groggy, my body still thought it was a little too early, but my mind was fixed on the idea of walking amid myths today. Downtown New York City is something that I've only ever seen in TV or movies, read of in books, or heard of in plays or on the news. It's fill of stories, millions of stories that have been told about this place and the people who have lived here for hundreds of years. Everything from Damon Runyon to the new version of Sherlock Holmes in New York in Elementary from the resent Avengers movies to Miracle on 42nd Street and from Seinfeld to seeing the coverage when the Twin Towers fell. For me, the whole city was stacked and layered and nuanced with Story. Most of the major publishers live in this city, and so much TV and radio history centers here, and there are reasons for that. And here I was, coming to visit and see, for myself, what I'd only ever heard of or seen through lens. And it was beautiful... ...