Bullitt--can you get some street shots? Just average-Joe stuff, a typical day? I love that stuff.

Hey I know that one ... three of my friends live in the same area.

Just as a shot in the dark, are they in the same house, and are the initials of one of them JB?

Sorry, not them. But that'd be pretty cool, no? Actually, this city is so small - I see people I know allll the freakin time. Scary.

Oh, well. It was a long shot. But things like that certainly happen - While visiting Greece I met someone from my high school Latin class.

Growing up there, and now visiting almost every week, makes me feel kind of guilty that you all think so highly of it while for me, it doesn't blow my skirt up.

It really is an amazing city, each neighborhood quite different from the next. It has changed so much in my life. I remember as a kid having my dad take me around to see all the sights. He realized things wouldn't always be the way they were and he wanted me to see certain things before they were gone.

For those of you familiar with NYC and the Bronx (da bronx) When he was a kid Bruckner Blvd was a dirt road with wild raspberries and strawberries growing alongside it. He rode on the third avenue El before it was torn down and sold as scrap to Japan. When he was in Saipan during WWII, he and his buddies would refer to incoming shells as "here comes the third avenue El back at you"

It has been a long time since I lived there and I feel a bit estranged from the place, Everytime I go there I feel like I have to numb myself emotionally and psychically just to be able to deal with the level of general wackiness.

Still, it is a remarkable place.

The first time I ever went to Yellowstone Park, we pulled up in the Lower Falls parking lot, and parked right next to a car with a city sticker on it from Grandview, where I lived (and still live).

Yeah, how does that work? I mean I went to see a show and ended up in line next to a guy that lived down the hall from me in my freshman year of college ...

To paraphrase Steven Wright:
It is a small world, but you still wouldn't want to have to paint it.

The size of NYC and the number of people scare me. I'd love to visit sometime, but I'd be hopelessly lost as soon as I got off the plane. I'm one of those ppl who pay the windshield washer guys because they look like they need help.

On the other hand, I can wander for miles in the mountains and at the end of the day, usually make a beeline back to the truck/camp. I wonder if city people and outdoors people use the same part of their brain to find their way in their respective environments.

/sidetrack

mrnoodle,
I think it is the same. I feel equally comfortable in both places. (though I prefer the woods) I think this poem is appropriate to either place.


(Lost)

What Do I Do If I’m Lost In The Woods?

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.


David Wagoner

Great images HM. I dont care for NYC but the photos you took are impressive. Looks like you have a little variety in the collection too.


slang

Thanks. I'm not sure I'd want to live there, but it's a great place to visit.

Sure, a couple landmarks and a sense of direction will keep you informed of your relation to what's around you, city or country. :)

Just in the wilderness, it's, "There's that ridge," and "There's that lake." Here in New York, where we don't have the benefit of easily locating the sun, it's "There's that crackhead bum," "There's that bodega," and "There's that place where I puked outside of the cab."