My oldest son watches way too much television. The only redemption from all this television viewing, in my opinion, is that he has learned some useful and cool information. From watching crime shows like CSI and NCIS, he learned the fact that there are bomb smelling dogs and drug smelling dogs and that the Labradors that were pacing up and down the aisle on yesterday's train to NYC posed no threat - just kidding! Watching NYC's NY1 channel obsessively, exposes him to cool events and activities in the city, such as the installation currently on display at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. When he asked me last spring if we could go to check it out, I readily agreed. Yesterday was the day.
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Steps for the lucky folks who got tour tickets |
We hoofed it up to the Metropolitan to rendezvous with friends, pausing on the front steps to enjoy NYC style snacks - a knish for me, a pretzel for Liam. I'm pretty picky about my knishes and the ones sold in front of the Met have never disappointed me - fluffy potatoes, an exterior with a bit of a crunch and always served piping hot. Delicious! Our group headed to the rooftop and were thoroughly amazed by the structure, as well as the view. The installation is only up until the end of October, but, if you can find some time to get to the city, I recommend it. There were some lights strung around the sculpture so I imagine nighttime viewing would be pretty cool, too. All the necessary information is here.
We kind of blew through the museum on our mission to see this installation because it was way too nice out to be inside for long. We'll get back down there as soon "Washington Crossing the Delaware" is viewable again and will be more thorough in our art appreciation.
Bamboo and bungee cords |
The next stop on our agenda was Central Park, specifically Strawberry Fields. I don't know about you, but the shooting of John Lennon was one of those definable moments in my life, right up there with Elvis' death and the Challenger disaster. In honor of what would have been his 70th birthday, we headed southwest through the park to pay our respects. We were in absolutely no rush and paused frequently for playgrounds, bird filled trees and people watching.
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As you would expect, Strawberry Fields was filled with folks celebrating the life of John Lennon. There were musicians playing Beatles and Lennon tunes in a seemingly spontaneous jam fest. Tears were being shed by the emotional, as classic hippies shared their memories and voices. It was pretty cool. We stayed for a rendition of Imagine and Sergent Pepper's before continuing our ramble south to the West Village. After fueling up at Starbucks, we jumped on a train to Union Square to wander around a bit and take care of an errand or two.
Thanks for the Braciole!! :):) (Sorry about the wine! haha)
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