We visited New York for three days. I wrote to someone that we stayed in the very heart of Manhattan. Only later I could see that Manhattan has several hearts. How naive I had been. Everyone wants to be on that piece of land, no wonder that all the nice and interesting things are piled up in several rows and several layers. I was curious about the spirit of the parts of New York and they are particular at every street, no deaf spaces between them. I can also see how neurotic the city could be. For all the reasons mentioned above.
We stayed in East Village, right in St. Marks Place. Above a noisy pizzeria and punk girls begging for food for their dog, they said. The apartment had nice architectonic features from the turn of the centuries. On the last day I found a mouse trap bellow a sink, realized the dark side of the city and was ready to go home.
We didn't take little guy on this trip. Instead, he had a good time with his grandparents. I like that the first picture looks like taken from over the meadows and fields around the city. In reality, it is from a roof top of the Metropolitan museum.