Manhattan and over the Brooklyn bridge

We arrived yesterday, dead beat and shaky after the hours of traveling. Found our way into the classy apartment, on Gold street, Oro treasure of the rich.

I feel like an alien in this area, but this is our abode for the next week. We went for an expedition out into the streets, in the early hours of the morning, the river instantly drew me towards it, and i found a small haven by pier 17 where the farmers market lies, tucked in between the skyscrapers and the boardwalk. So i sighed in relief that there was also a bit of the original seafront left.

We took a trip over the Brooklyn bridge, standing between Manhattan and Brooklyn you see the dichotomy of this city, the points of wealth and power, the low houses of the middle and working class New Yorkers. Is this how we measure our success, by building babel towers to cut out the light, it is beautiful and yet grotesque.


Walking trough Brooklyn, the brownstone houses, churches, parks, local business, it feels more human, more alive.

I already love New York, it would be a dream to call it home someday, and I have only just started discovering the treasures of this city.

Traveling

So it's Friday night, and I leave for New York tomorrow Saturday.

Looking so forward to this adventure, have just got back from a three day trip to Barcelona, where it was all sun and relaxing, until very late at night that is. Which makes me feel quit Zombie like, can't get too grapples with the fact I am going to the US.

For many it's just something you do or have done, for me it's hopefully the beginning of a new chapter in my life and music.

Autumn has come and the transition to winter is at the door, but the light is so beautiful, and I get to see it from the Big Apple!