(I think this song is more representative of Taupin and John's impression from their first trip to NYC than any reality especially today's, but it's a favorite song of mine and my all-time favorite Elton John tune)
Diamonds and Rust - Joan Baez
Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there
- Songs like this never meant as much to me as when I found myself two years ago in Washington Square looking up at the surrounding hotels in SoHo.
Our second day this trip to NYC. Our foremost focus was to go up the Empire State Building. I knew it would be great and I'd want to take pictures of everything. Yeah, that's what happened. There's a great introduction when you go in that tells the history and significance of the building as well as how it's become a model for modern energy efficiency.
When we came down, we stopped for a snack at the restaurant in the front of the building called the Heartland Brewery. Sitting in the window, we got to watch the city go by and spend time just seeing the amazing architecture surrounding us. From there, we caught the Uptown tour bus. We've never been up past the lowest part of Central Park, so it was all new to us. Our guide was totally into the architecture and building styles. Informative, I thought, but dry. We passed the Dakota Hotel, residence and property of Yoko Ono among others.
Our tour took us up into Harlem, and past the historic Apollo Theater and was filled with the city's history. It turned dark by the time we landed back downtown near Times Square. We finished our day and headed home.
|New Jersey across the Hudson|
|The Chrysler Building|
|Everybody always looks down. Ape perch.|
|In the distance, The Highline Park|
|Manhattan - Business as usual.|
|Light and dark. Sunlight and shadows|
|Old and new|
|The entrance to the Dakota. Where it happened December 8, 1980|
|Who do you think is buried here?|
|The Apollo Theater - Harlem.|
|A foine Irish lad.|
|ESB it ends where it began. Goodnight New York.|