It constantly amazes me that an abandoned, derelict series of railway tracks can be so utterly transformed that it has set into motion its own building boom. In the meanwhile it draws a constant pitter-patter of hundreds of thousands of feet across its concrete plinths, whatever the time of day, whatever the weather. (Don’t think…
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We’d forgotten just how noisy the Big Apple is. The incessant reverberation of grumbling helicopters and growling jet planes trawling the skies; the plangent blare of car horns; the howl and wail of sirens; the hiss and sigh of buses’ pneumatic brakes; the beep-beep-beep of reversing trucks; the trundle and echo of trolleys pushed backwards…
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Long-distance flying is not pretty. Our 11-hour yowling baby-marathon is almost a distant memory. Not quite, but almost. Then there was the serious body odour (across the aisle, not ours) on the second leg. So not much sleep across our 24-hour journey. And then, finally in the Big Apple, we also didn’t factor into the…
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… ahead of our return to the Big Apple after having lived there for two-and-a-half years, ending 2011. Yikes! Sounds so long ago. For now, two of my favourite downtown buildings, the Chrysler Building and the Flat Iron. In the Chrysler Building, the details are an ode to the Machine Age of the 1920s with…
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