Behind the shifting colours of years of waiting to be exposed is the sign for Nathan’s World Famous Hotdogs in Coney Island. I had a rather different kind of dog this evening at his dog training class. One that has a strong mind and a sheer hatred of doing things when asked. He’s cute so he gets away with it.
I always love arriving to new locations at night. The smells and sounds just seem more intense in the dark. Getting dropped off in Times Square as my first experience of New York was pretty mad. Once we fought past the argument outside the bus and were standing gazing up at the adverts on adverts it hit me that we were in New York. These bright adverts reminded me of Blade Runner style holagraphics hanging down over us as we tried to figure out where to go. Except no Harrison Ford for us, just a sassy ticket conductor with fast chat and clearly a love of the Irish. I doubt Harrison would have saved us a few bucks on out travel pass.
Spent today in a dark edit in Film City working on some really fun CBeebies stuff (Can’t say what obviously). Finally got out and saw some daylight at the end of the day. Was so busy I didn’t go outside for a walk a lunch. Wish instead I could have sneaked out and sat here on the boardwalk and people watched with some ice cream. Maybe tomorrow.
Just spent the day down in London, meetings meetings meetings. I never enjoy crowds, us simple country folk can’t cope. It’s perhaps not so much crowds but crowds of city people. All focused and determined, people not just out for a stroll but going somewhere forcefully. The sort of people who stare you down when you say “good morning”.