Tagged with urbanlife

It was a blurr

Hard to believe its been over a month since I last blogged but it has. Apologies to any regular readers. Life just sort of took over [ie: work] and having resolved to go to bed earlier / not start new tasks after 11pm meant my blogging took a hit. So this is what happened… I … Continue reading

Casanova Cabbie

Cab drivers in NYC are known to be characters… Old or young, surly or sweet, talkative or quiet they’ve seen it all and sometimes when you’re willing to chat instead of bury your head in your phone they’ll make your ride so much more fun. I’ve gotten restaurant and movie recommendations from some, debated city … Continue reading

Busy or not…

Ask most New Yorkers how they are and you generally get the age old “I’ve been so busy.” It’s like if we are not all rushing around all the time we are failing. Well here’s my dirty little secret: I relish my down time. On occasion I will even go so far as to tell … Continue reading

Pressing on. Never forgetting.

I wrestled long and hard about today’s post. It’s September 11, 2012. Eleven years have passed and yet the day remains quite clear in my mind. As a New Yorker and one who was here before-during-after, I wrestle with it all. The right way to answer people’s (to me) prying questions, seeing tourists scooping up … Continue reading

Sights of New York

I woke up this morning not feeling so great but managed to rally and go for a run as I’ve found the mantra “Never regret going for a run” generally lives up to expectation. Today was no different. After yesterday’s tornadoes and rain storms, the skies were a gorgeous blue with big white fluffy clouds … Continue reading

No photos please

My office looks out on the High Line. Elevated freight rail tracks that were once used to expedite goods from the various factories along the west side of Manhattan and that have recently been turned into an urban park. The tracks run from Gansevoort St up to 34th Street and the structure is gorgeous. The … Continue reading

Hidden Treasures

From the thawing ice banks of Brooklyn emerge bicycles, dog poo, bags of recycables and Christmas trees. A frozen record of urban life.