Being a Tourist in My Own City
|Photo of Brooklyn Heights via Fotopedia|
It occured to me when writing yesterday about Grand Central Station that I commuted through there twice a day for five years, but never really stopped to take in my surroundings (granted, back then Grand Central wasn't the treasure that it is today - the ceiling had not been restored and the food halls didn't exist). I lived in Brooklyn for two years when I was right out of college (before it became insanely popular) but I was too busy working to enjoy the history and beauty of where I was living.
|Above photos via Fotopedia|
Go back to Brooklyn Heights and Park Slope to rediscover my old neighborhoods.
Go to see lectures at the 92nd Street Y.
Take a cooking class at Eataly.
Any other suggestions? Anyone want to join in?