New York Never Sleeps
It is now two o'clock in the morning in the city that never sleeps. I can still hear the honking of the taxis as they vie for a course on the road. I am staying in the 17th floor of a hotel near Times Square. At least the sky is black at night. Seven years ago, when I stayed with a friend of mine, the sky was gray because of all the light from the streets and the cars and the billboards.
Got in New York at about five in the evening. Thank goodness for daylight savings time. JFK was rather far from Times Square area. But, the taxi drive was invigorating. It reminded me again why New York taxi drivers are an adventure in itself.
Times Square is a blast with respect to photography. There are many "professional photographers" waiting to take your photo. Many of them just have a digital camera and a printer. They do not have one clue on how to take an interesting background. Some of the photographers are so nasty that they actually display photos of women with their underwear showing. I don't know why they do that, it is nasty.
There is something beautiful about the ability of people to sell their services on the streets of New YOrk. The SO and I had our portrait done by a Chinese man drawing on the sidewalk of New York. He managed to capture the eyes very well thought the SO. I thought that he managed to make people look the way they would look if they were perfect and underweight. I looked like I was 20 pounds lighter.
There are many street vendors here. They sell hotdogs and sausages and even shish kabobs. Who would have thought that you could find a slice of Manila in the middle of New York? Next thing you know, some Pin@y would start selling fish balls. That would be the end of capitalism. Who can resist fish balls?