My life here tends to have a routine that is very normal. I go to church. I go to youth cell. I spend the next 3 days in class and working with my client. And then I do my homework and find fun things to do for the weekend before I start it all over again.
Well. This week I decided to get my homework done on Thursday and Friday so that I could have an adventure today. Not only for the sake of adventure, but also for the sake of spring. Which is my favorite.
So. After some thinking and plotting I boarded the train to the city. On my walk to the train I was trying to decide if I should turn around and return for a jacket or have faith that the sun would warm me when I looked up to the train platform and saw it was full of people (which usually means the train hasn’t come in a while and the next one should be arriving soon). However, ALL of the people that I could see on the platform were Mennonite. The good old fashioned, floral print dress, covering wearing, button down shirt Mennonites. Well. I couldn’t pass that up and made my way to the train. But then I was rude and just smiled at them as I walked by, realizing that they were with Danial Pollard and probably on their way to sing at Jamaica Center. Maybe I’ll speak with them in church tomorrow instead? But, all that to say, there is something fun about watching my old culture interact with my new culture. (okay. I know that was kind of a pointless story, but I wrote it for you Grandpa and Grandma, so- I hope you enjoyed it. 🙂 )
so. then I headed to Central Park. With a stop at Chipotle I found a grassy knoll and watched the world stroll by with sunshine thawing my skin and chicken tacos filling my stomach.
Then I made my way to ‘the mall.’ Mostly because I wanted to see the trees. Because trees and grass are my favorite parts of spring. And here in the city you have to go out of your way sometimes to find your favorite things.
And then to the train again, this time bound for 23rd street to see the Flat Iron building (which has been on my list for a while now). I don’t know very much about this building except that it’s old and when they built it people thought it would blow over. But now there’s a small park by it and it’s a nice place to visit. So visit I did.
And then I got a smoothie and walked to 14th street, with only a few stops to shop along the way.
And maybe some people won’t understand why today was so perfect for me. I mean, no homework and sunshine are things that probably most of you got to enjoy today. But, for me, getting to enjoy the place I live, getting to walk around my city when it’s not freezing or humid and not having anything important to do there, that’s all part of me loving where I’m at in life right now. And there is something about this picture that kind of sums all of that up for me. Maybe you’ll see it, maybe you won’t. But this is my blog and my opinion. So. yeah….. 🙂
Anyways. Here’s the current view from my train platform at Broadway Junction. See, the trees are just blooming. And the sun is shining. And those guys are playing hand ball at the courts in the left corner.
And then I got off a stop early just for fun and walked the blocks back to my apartment to find my neighbor two houses down playing his conga drums on the stoop outside his front door to the Spanish music blaring from his van with the doors wide open and his granddaughter flying around on her scooter on the side walk and I thought, “new york, you are too fun.”
So. Here’s some Pooh Bear to end my post. Happy Last Saturday in April everyone!