|The tender cocoon of capitalism|
We didn't do much at the hotel apart from sleep. The best thing about it is that it's about a minute from Times Square. I don't remember loving Times Square the last time I was here, but now it seemed like a wonderful womb of warm light, a tulip-shaped space opening up almost organically amidst the skyscrapers. The constant throbbing of the huge electronic billboards didn't feel aggressive or intrusive, but, rather, like a reassuring life force. I realise that that sounds fanciful, but that's how it felt.
Brooklyn Diner at 155 W. 43rd Street and it turned out to be by far the best diner we tried out the whole week. Warm and intimate, with a panelled interior like an old liner, it felt like the safest place in the world. Plus they did a great breakfast with ruby grapefruit juice and real poached eggs.
|Weird photo to show interior of the diner -- I am not to include pics of my kids, on pain of death|
|The warehouse home of Morbid Anatomy|
It was definitely worth it. In an inner sanctum behind the Proteus Gowanus gallery is a collection of gothic delight, featuring waxen body parts, stuffed animals and hundreds of other strange treasures, all very much to my taste.
The strange word 'Gowanus' in the gallery next to Morbid Anatomy turned out to refer to the nearby Gowanus canal, by all (online) accounts a filthy backwater teeming with all kinds of horrible bacteria. This is not my photo of it, but I like it:
|photo from ecobrooklyn.com|
On the way back to the subway station, we spotted a Christmas craft fair in an old swimming baths and went in for a poke around. It was very similar to such fairs in the UK, with a nice atmosphere.
|Christmas craft market in Brooklyn|
|Gwyneth Leech, The Cup Drawings -- Studio in the Prow|
So we walked and walked and walked until my feet felt like raw stumps, but David had Christmas fever and wanted to see the Christmas windows in the big stores, so we kept on walking up Fifth Avenue. We came to Lord and Taylor, where you had to shuffle in line to see the windows!
|A little detail of the New York Christmas in Lord and Taylor's windows|
|The countdown on the facade of Saks|
You can watch the whole thing in this video. It's beautiful, but I admit I was slightly disappointed when the clock restarted immediately afterwards -- it runs every fifteen minutes! So not the once in a lifetime moment I thought we'd happened upon. Still, it was lovely.
Then we turned around and found ourselves facing Rockefeller Plaza. The light here was just so beautiful and soft. It made me think of a 1950s Batman comic, for some reason, all soaring perspectives and purple light, pure Gotham City.
Come back tomorrow for ... Coney Island.