~~The Gayla Pink Apple~~
Why are you asking me? Do I look like I live here, Lady?
I am not a fan of shopping on Friday after Thanksgiving. However, I did have a few items to get today. I had errands or my 'to do' list for the day. As you know, I'm in NYC visiting my daughter. So, when she left for work today, I hit the sidewalk with my list in hand. Yes, I'm braving it in the big city - I'm on my own!
I'm not in the touristy part of the city. I'm not shopping for sales and I'm not Christmas shopping either. I've got my list - you know, necessities and items at particular stores.
I walked about two blocks and realized I wasn't bundled up enough to walk 20 something blocks, so I turn around and go back to the apartment to get my big puffy long down coat and start over.
I literally have twenty blocks to walk - one way - to get to my destination. With my crossbody bag securely attached to my body, my coat snapped and zipped from head to toe, my hands snuggled in my warm gloves, and last but not least, my sunglasses to shield as much wind from my eyes as possible; I head down the street, with a stride in my step, walking as though I'm being timed to see how fast I can get there.
Thinking to myself, Ghee, I look like all the rest of these folks! They're all bundled head to toe. So, am I! They all have crossbody bags glued to their torso. So, do I! Most are wearing a puffy coat - you know, the ones that are not flattering on anyone! I am, too! Most have finished off their bundling with a scarf, gloves, and a hat or something covering their head. It dawns on me why my daughter wears earmuffs - when she takes them off, her hair still looks good. Duh!
Strutting down the sidewalk, I pay no attention to all the people and their dogs walking both directions. I'm on a mission to get twenty blocks. I see this lady coming towards me. I quickly look to my left and a bit over my shoulder to see if someone is there. But, her eyes are focused on me. She says, "Excuse me, do you know the neighborhood well? Can you tell me where ...?" I didn't let her finish her sentence. I laugh - that southern high pitch laugh! "No, I am sorry - I do NOT know the neighborhood." My feet never stop moving. Ghee, Gayla, that wasn't very nice. Well, really? I mean, does she really THINK I live here? Do I look like I live here? Well, YES, actually, you do! I'm dressed just like them. I'm walking fast like they are! So, yes, you do! OMG!
I make it to my destination and stop to take in the city. Standing against the store front, looking out into the city. Workers putting up huge Christmas decorations. Vendors putting out fresh Christmas trees on the sidewalk. They are beautiful. People zooming by - who are these people, I wonder. What do they all do? Where are they all going? I guess it's just a normal day for them. Soon families will be buying those trees from the sidewalk vendor. That's their neighborhood! That's home to them! They will carry that fresh tree a couple blocks, up the elevator, into their home!
I go inside and make my purchase. I'm back out on the street within a short few minutes. On to the next stop. I hit each stop like clock work - checking off my list. I work my way back, stopping for a bite to eat at my favorite corner diner before going home. Table for one - doesn't bother me at all.
This is my 3rd visit to NYC in a year. Gosh, I am going to get the hang of this city, yet. It felt like a successful day. I actually enjoyed the afternoon. It took me four years to maneuver Boston (my daughter went to college in Boston) with confidence and I fell somewhat in love with Boston. I think there's a slight chance I am eventually going to fall for this famous city, afterall! For now, it's just lust more than love, though.
I am not a fan of shopping on Friday after Thanksgiving. However, I did have a few items to get today. I had errands or my 'to do' list for the day. As you know, I'm in NYC visiting my daughter. So, when she left for work today, I hit the sidewalk with my list in hand. Yes, I'm braving it in the big city - I'm on my own!
I'm not in the touristy part of the city. I'm not shopping for sales and I'm not Christmas shopping either. I've got my list - you know, necessities and items at particular stores.
I walked about two blocks and realized I wasn't bundled up enough to walk 20 something blocks, so I turn around and go back to the apartment to get my big puffy long down coat and start over.
I literally have twenty blocks to walk - one way - to get to my destination. With my crossbody bag securely attached to my body, my coat snapped and zipped from head to toe, my hands snuggled in my warm gloves, and last but not least, my sunglasses to shield as much wind from my eyes as possible; I head down the street, with a stride in my step, walking as though I'm being timed to see how fast I can get there.
Thinking to myself, Ghee, I look like all the rest of these folks! They're all bundled head to toe. So, am I! They all have crossbody bags glued to their torso. So, do I! Most are wearing a puffy coat - you know, the ones that are not flattering on anyone! I am, too! Most have finished off their bundling with a scarf, gloves, and a hat or something covering their head. It dawns on me why my daughter wears earmuffs - when she takes them off, her hair still looks good. Duh!
Strutting down the sidewalk, I pay no attention to all the people and their dogs walking both directions. I'm on a mission to get twenty blocks. I see this lady coming towards me. I quickly look to my left and a bit over my shoulder to see if someone is there. But, her eyes are focused on me. She says, "Excuse me, do you know the neighborhood well? Can you tell me where ...?" I didn't let her finish her sentence. I laugh - that southern high pitch laugh! "No, I am sorry - I do NOT know the neighborhood." My feet never stop moving. Ghee, Gayla, that wasn't very nice. Well, really? I mean, does she really THINK I live here? Do I look like I live here? Well, YES, actually, you do! I'm dressed just like them. I'm walking fast like they are! So, yes, you do! OMG!
I make it to my destination and stop to take in the city. Standing against the store front, looking out into the city. Workers putting up huge Christmas decorations. Vendors putting out fresh Christmas trees on the sidewalk. They are beautiful. People zooming by - who are these people, I wonder. What do they all do? Where are they all going? I guess it's just a normal day for them. Soon families will be buying those trees from the sidewalk vendor. That's their neighborhood! That's home to them! They will carry that fresh tree a couple blocks, up the elevator, into their home!
I go inside and make my purchase. I'm back out on the street within a short few minutes. On to the next stop. I hit each stop like clock work - checking off my list. I work my way back, stopping for a bite to eat at my favorite corner diner before going home. Table for one - doesn't bother me at all.
This is my 3rd visit to NYC in a year. Gosh, I am going to get the hang of this city, yet. It felt like a successful day. I actually enjoyed the afternoon. It took me four years to maneuver Boston (my daughter went to college in Boston) with confidence and I fell somewhat in love with Boston. I think there's a slight chance I am eventually going to fall for this famous city, afterall! For now, it's just lust more than love, though.
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