Everyone needs a well-deserved rest. After a multi-day tour of Manhattan and a short stay on Fire Island, at temperatures often close to 30⁰C, it's time to breathe.
It's raining in New York now and it's cold: 18⁰C.
We’re staying in our rented apartment and ponder the moments spent exploring the city and watching the pace of change taking place here.
Apart from the essence of development: the rush to make "cash", you cannot forget how much New York has done for its inhabitants and tourists. As they made the post-industrial areas more accessible, and the city centre became "relaxed" by setting up many tables, chairs, benches and other devices on which you can rest for free in this metropolis.
On a rainy day:
Our photos show Time Square (yesterday on the way back from the island) and the opportunity to relax among the crowds.
And by the way, I'll tell you what happened to us on our way to Fire Island.
From the train station in Sayville to reach the waterfront with the ferry to the island there’s bus. The fee is 5 US per person, payable in cash. And we didn't have it. The driver wanted to send us to a fairly distant ATM saying that he would pick us up in a moment. Two black women who seemed to me Cubans protested and one of them, despite our resistance, handed the driver a ten-dollar bill. She didn't want to hear that we would give her the money back on the island.
These women turned out to be Dominicans and we talked in Spanish for a moment. They work on the island.
Is there anything to add?
In the elevator of our house we met an Afroamerican woman who I asked if her home on the 16th floor was as loud as ours on the 11th. I asked it because after being on the island I was terrified by the prospect of constant subway noise in our apartment. She said there were better and worse days. Depending who is at home!!
We were very amused by her reaction.
