So this was the last full day in New York and we had almost emptyed our schedule for sight-seeing: only two parks and some shopping plans were left to do.
After breakfast with J.’s monster toast, which he kindly documented for us, we started off for a walk in – or rather “walk on” – the Highline Park.
The park used to be an elevated railroad track in the meatpacking district, from 1934 to the 1980’s. Thereafter, Continue reading
A couple of days before, I saw a graffiti at a wall right next to the busstation I am usually waiting at. To be more precise, it was one of these modern artworks made of paper, easily and safely prepared by the artist at home and quickly stuck on a wall. Times have changed apparently, as I see these kind of graffities more and more these days. Definitely a safer way to go but unfortunately they don’t last as long as their sprayed counterparts.
I looked at the cat smirking towards the street and got reminded of graffities I noticed about 10 years ago during a holiday trip to Paris.
Then, the other day, I saw the same cat on another wall. Continue reading