Daily Archive for October 26th, 2006

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New York City: Day Three

Again, my Internet took a dive. Just got home today.

Aside from the bulk of my day consisting of the email marketing conference, Wednesday in Manhattan took me as far north as 81st Street and the top end of Central Park, to as far south as SoHo and everything in between. Again, I’m amazed with the diversity and sheer mass of this city. Our style of living in Utah is a 360 degree turn from the style here in New York City, both in how we are sheltered and our collective mindsets on work.

Around lunch I took the subway from 23rd street to 50th street and then walked over to 5th Avenue and all the fancy shops. There are the familiar shops – the Gap, Banana Republic, the Disney Store and Abercrombie & Fitch (the first one I’ve ever seen with a shirtless doorman sharing his six pack with the store’s visitors). Then there were the New York-centric shops: Bergdorf Goodman, Tiffany’s, NBA Store and Harry Winston. People walking down the street were dressed to the nines. Most females had a long coat, big sunglasses and looked like they stepped off the pages of US Weekly. Most men either had jeans, pointy European dress shoes, sport coat and Burberry scarves, or a finely tailored suit, wingtips and an expensive tie.

From 5th Avenue I crossed over to Times Square and actually passed the New York Public Library. This building, like so many others, is simply amazing. It almost looks like a church or something pulled up from London and dropped in the middle of Manhattan. It’s also one of the few areas with a large amount of foliage, as you don’ see to many trees in Manhattan (other than Central Park and some Brownstone sections of Chelsea). When it comes to Manhattan in the movies, if you pull out “The Day After Tomorrow,” the NY Public Library is where the refugees go when Manhattan is flooded by the giant tidal wave.

Took the subway back down to 23rd from Times Square Station and I need to say that is massive. So many trains running smoothly and fast in every possible direction is a testament to the genius – albeit crazy genius – of New York City. I took the #1 redline subway to 23rd and then walked back to my conference for the afternoon sessions at 2PM.

After the conference, I took the subway – yes, I’m a pro now – to Houston Street. When you move one block south of Houston you find yourself in SoHo (South of Houston). The best way to describe SoHo is a mixture of hippy, trendy, artsy and the overall brisk pace and swagger that all of New York boasts. I was offered a fake Dolce & Gabbana bag, as well as a Rolex for $70. Pretty sure those were both fake. I enjoyed SoHo and wished I could have spent more time exploring, but I had to get to Central Park before the sun went down.

And I didn’t make it before 7PM. In fact, I was at the Southwest corner of Central Park right when the clock struck 7PM and it was pitch black. The park looked creepy, but still I ventured forth. A lot of those creepy underbridges you see in the movies. I didn’t spend a lot of time at the park and instead moved to up from 59th street to 81st street to the American Museum of Natural History. What a cool looking building. The whole museum will be featured in the movie “A Night at the Museum” coming in December.

After my brief stop at the museum, I took the subway to the Port Authority Bus Terminal at 9th West 42nd street. To borrow a line from Star Wars, “you will never see a more wretched hive of scum and villainy” than at this subway stop. I had to use the bathroom and aside from standing at a urinal with an entire gang of Puerto Ricans, one decided it was best to let everyone know he was next in line for my urinal by standing right behind me and drinking his .40. And yes, I mean RIGHT behind me.

At this point it was getting late and there wasn’t much left to do but grab a bite to eat and go pack for the return trip to Utah. I hit up the ESPN Zone for dinner, went back to the room at 12AM, packed, slept until 3:30 and then departed for the airport at 4:15AM.

New York City: Day Two

This is a little belated, but my Internet pooped out. I’m home now.

Woke up and ironed my shirt and pants on the world’s smallest ironing board, as well as an iron that I like to call “Ol’ Spitty.” Grabbed what I thought was a cracked wheat bagel (it was a garlic bagel) and went from my hotel on 23rd Street to the Metropolitan Pavilion on 18th street. It’s a pretty quick walk, but ironically you can take the subway from 23rd to 18th. In any regard, I got to the conference, registered and then sat through three sessions on email marketing. I was surprised to see that we’re ahead of the curve in some regards at Direct Financial Solutions.

At our lunch break I met up with Loren Monti at a local seafood restaurant. Loren works for a company called Hitwise and they do competitive intelligence for Direct Financial Solutions. She’s lived in New York her entire life and commutes in from Queens everyday. One thing I’ve noticed about New York is the mentality people have about work. Not only do people get in to the city early because of the commute, but they also stay late and get home late. I’d say the average businessman or women in New York works from 8:30 to 7:00 and arrives home around 8:00. That’s a stark contrast to Utah and especially Cache Valley, where 5:00 is quitting time with no exceptions.

Went back to the conference and finished out the sessions. Tracked back to the hotel, bought a subway pass and took it down to Ground Zero. While there is a sense of reverence and a somber mood at Ground Zero, there really isn’t much to see. When the new Freedom Tower is completed, it will be amazing. There were plaques with all the names of the dead – or heroes – of September 11, 2001. There were also photographs from the events of that day and a 9/11 Museum across the street. Also, there is a fire station directly across from Ground Zero and there is a huge bronze mural of the firefighters that died on 9/11.

From Ground Zero I took the subway to Little Italy and ate at Lombardi’s, which, according to every publication about New York on the web and in books, is the best place to get pizza in Manhattan. It was good and the service was fast. It has Italian ham and some spicy pepperoni. Oh, I should point out that I pounded down some Chelsea Papayas before I hit Ground Zero. These are hot dogs with spicy brown mustard for $1 a dog. In fact, that’s how you have to order them (“Gimme two dogs and a Diet Coke”) and if you say you don’t want sauerkraut they look at you like you’re nuts.

From Lombardi’s I walked through the East Village and then got on the subway and went to the Empire State Building. To my chagrin, it was only $16 to go to the 86th floor (this is the observatory that you see in “Sleepless in Seattle”). You can go to floor 102 because it is closed. Sometimes they open it up and they charge another $14 to go there. The view from the observatory is amazing. Actually, breathtaking is more appropriate. Looking over the side made my knees weak. In every direction lies a limitless sea of cars and buildings. All of the lights make it look like a massive expanse of twinkling, multi-colored stars. And then there is the wind. It was cold! It was like standing at the summit of Mount Everest. Honestly, my teeth were chattering and my fingers went numb.

From Empire, I went down Broadway and 7th Avenue to 23rd West where I called it a night. I would tell you about my failed attempt at venturing to Battery Park, but that’s all it was. I got off the subway, walked through a portion of the park, pass the Staten Island Ferry and then back to the subway. As I left, I could see the Statue of Liberty and, as I have many times for the past two days, was again amazed and the sheer grandeur and spectacle that is New York City.