There’s nothing like starting your book tour in New York City, because there’s no other place like it in the world.
New York has an energy, an excitement, a raw hunk of life that no other city can match – and that you feel vibrating in your whole being the moment you get off the train.
It’s also the best people-watching place ever. Mainly because there are so many of them. Everywhere. I just love sitting on a park bench or sidewalk café and watching the people walk by: of every possible size, shape, and stripe.
Besides, you never know what you’re going to see on the streets of New York. This trip alone, I saw Elmo, a man selling Obama condoms, a rat (in Times Square), and a dozen girls in red bathing suits – in front of Fox News. Last January, outside of Radio City Music Hall, I turned the corner and ran into three camels, on the sidewalk, out for air.
New York also has the country’s finest theatre, music, opera, restaurants, museums, and parks. If you can’t get it here, it doesn’t exist.
I could never live in New York, mind you. It’s too big, too noisy, too crowded, and too expensive. But, damn! It sure is a fun place to visit!
That’s my parting shot for today. See you tomorrow – in Portland!