I had no idea how attractive a bunch of rocks can be to children on a cold winter day in central park. We planned to go to the zoo, but after walking the crowded streets of the city, and suddenly arriving to the park, the children could not contain themselves, and went straight to the rocks. They/ we climbed for more than an hour and a half and never made it to the zoo, which is just as well.
A quirky gem of a store on W4th street in the village. This store is around the corner from where I used to live on Jones Street. I remember 10 years ago you had to pay a dollar or 2 to even get in to the store. A very cool old man owns and runs the store which is packed full of musical instruments, antiques and odd objects from around the world. I went back there with a very dear friend and had a trip into an odd world of music, history, dust, strange feelings for about a half hour, during which we were taken through grungy corridors to look at a packed basement room filled with dusty world treasures and oddities.