Here’s one beautiful thing today!
Love rules. Love over rules.
Got this material from my previous Brooklyn Museum visit. Have a lovely day today everyone!
Prior to leaving for NYC I know already that my maintaining under ketosis and keeping a keto diet is doomed. That is why I gave my delicious in-ketosis body a break. I ate what is supposed to be eaten in NYC!
Since being given by fate the opportunity to revisit NYC which for me is such a stupendous blessing, not eating the classic NYC staple could therefore be deemed like a mortal sin.
Because of this, I obliged and dragged myself on eating the classic New York bagel. They say that NYC bagel is strangely incomparable because of the water chemistry of this urban zone. And what seem to be remarkable with my bagel-eating exploit is that I did not go to the usual, popular, well-published, most-recommended and tourist-infested café or store that offers the best bagel in NYC. Besides, every New Yorker seem to have their respective strong opinion on who serves the best NYC bagel.
I then instead chose a guileless, un-fussy and archetypal type of a deli and mini-grocery store. At one quiet neighborhood in Brooklyn, there sits and operates Longevity Natural Gourmet Market. And to complete the complex puzzle of my NYC adventure, I decided to be a traditionalist on this exploit. This prompted me to order for a no-frills kind of a bagel. I simply ordered a classic variety with cream cheese on it.
Longevity’s bagel has no food coloring, not fancy and thankfully was the traditional kind of a bagel. It nevertheless was impressively squishy inside and remarkably crisp crust on the outside, which clearly defines the classic kind of an NYC bagel. It is soft-on-the-inside and lacquered-on-the-outside!
This is to confirm then that bagels in this part of the globe are indeed unmatched and should really be something to be gratified with. Now I can really say that I am and was indeed in New York City. And a piece of bagel made it further complete.
Yami! kakaiba pramis!
If I live in Washington D.C. I would have the quadriceps of steel. After just 48 hours in the city, my shapeless flabby thighs were beginning to show signs of muscular definition from all the walking. My friend Jhong who is based in New York was correct when he warned me that being a tourist in Washington D.C. requires tons of walking.
But aside from the corporeal benefit of touring D.C., tourists like me would get to encounter cool contemporary spots that are often snubbed and not featured in typical tour destinations of the state.
One particular dapper of a spot in D.C. is the psychedelic-looking structure called the Blind Whino.
The structure was originally a Baptist Church that served and provided the religious needs of the local community. But a developer bought it out from the Catholic Church and sat for over 2 decades before an artist was commissioned to beautify it and call it the Blind Whino. The former church then was transformed into a superb venue for art performances, exhibits and even social functions.
It was actually some considerable walk from the nearest train station before you can get to the Blind Whino. But all the troubles and pains of walking were all ignored and neglected when I started to marvel at the dazzling colorful structure. Funny because when I tried to enter the main door of the building, I stopped myself from doing/gesturing the sign of the cross when I realized that, yeah, it is no longer a Catholic Church.
And what added up to the already awesome experience was the exhibit that was running during the time of my visit when I entered the Blind Whino. A number of sassy and vibrant painting works by artist Shawn Michelle Perkins were beautifully hanged on the walls.
It was definitely awesome to have discovered the Blind Whino. This type of cool spots definitely makes walking the streets of Washington D.C. all worth it.
Muntik na ko mag-sayn op da kros. Kaloka!
Seeing and taking photos of the White House is a tourist’s travel destination and activity when in Washington D.C. It is the must-see house when visiting the state capital of the United States. I did just that as I posted in my previous post.
Also, while being in Washington D.C. I can’t help but marvel over the beautiful residential houses lined on the streets of this state. Its design and architecture seem to represent an all-American type of living.
But there is one funky house that really struck me the most while visiting D.C. It is not painted white like the official resident of the US President but instead drawn into the colors and design of a watermelon.
Though boxed-type of a structure and not the typical house seen along the streets of Washington D.C., the Watermelon House was indeed something unique. Kudos to the artist who planned and made this because he was able to successfully capture on drawing attention of passersby and onlookers on such a funky art.
I could not contain myself from not taking photos of the Watermelon House when I saw it! I nevertheless did not dare knock on the door so as to enter and check how the interior looks like. I left the residents alone of course. But I definitely wondered if living inside is as refreshing as that of the refreshing watermelon.
Mukha namang Hown Swit Hown infernes…
I don’t know, but having to travel out of my country makes me feel like I won a prize. Do you? And one of the best prizes a traveler could get is a trip to vibrant New York. This is my second time in this city. Yet, the feeling of exuberance, enthusiasm and delight is so the same.
And though I have been to numerous spots of NYC during my first stay, I again revisited these hip and beautiful sites! I return because it would feel like you would not completely gone to NY without revisiting these spots again.
And from my not-so-humble assessment, these sites remained to absolutely be so fascinating. The thing I felt when I returned did not changed when I compare it during the first time I visited. It is still absorbing, enthralling and appealing. My return reaffirmed and reinforced the feeling I had during the first time I visited. Thus, those feelings were never a fluke and were simply validated.
Now I wonder how New Yorkers feel when they go out of their city and visit a different spot on the planet. New York is so vibrant and beautiful, it raises a question in me if they can feel the same way I am feeling when they go out of their city?
Are they already so hard to please? Or since the threshold of their feelings of awesomeness is already so high, do they always feel bland, shortchanged and blunt about the boredom they bear towards a different place they visit? Or do they have to go out of Earth and visit a different planet for them to feel what I am feeling?
While contemplating on these puzzling questions, here are a couple of photos I took during my revisit to these amazing NY spots…
Stepping on Time Square every time a person tours and visits New York is always one of the main highlights. I know that locals, unless they work there, would as much as possible avoid this pandemonium of a place. But since I am a tourist, I have all the right to visit and feel the energy and vibe of Time Square.
New Yorkers should be proud and be pleased by the sense and feel that Time Square offers to its visitors. Time Square for me seem to be the modern-day center of the planet. There is no official language on this spot of earth. Everybody seem to speak of their own. And Time Square is one big animal that seem to celebrate a non-stop party, 24/7!
I don’t know but every time I step on Time Square, there seem to be some weird electricity that seem flow in me. Maybe, this is the physical manifestation of a place being so electrifying!
Basta! Ay lab dis pleys…
I don’t remember how I got to know Dear Evan Hansen, the musical. Maybe it is because I so love songs from various musicals and I adore Broadway musicals that is why my algorithm just simply popped Dear Evan Hansen on my internet searches in the past.
And since I live half-way around the world away from New York City, I just have to satisfy myself from listening to the beautiful soundtrack of this musical and watch snippets on YouTube of Ben Platt singing the musical’s songs on American TV shows.
One of my workmates can attest that I am a fan of this musical because when he (Chef Juan Carlos Lima) travelled New York for a short holiday 2 years ago, I actually asked him to buy me a souvenir shirt of Dear Evan Hansen. Chef Juan Carlos when I was showing him the photo of the Dear Evan Hansen shirt looked so puzzled and so funny because he does not have any idea on what I was talking about.
But now that I am in New York, I promised myself that no matter what, I will have to watch this award-winning musical. And I did not fail myself because last Wednesday I got to actually see it at the Music Box Theatre!
Dear Evan Hansen though profoundly contemporary will definitely struck everyone’s inner chord. Everyone can actually relate to the story and there seem to be like an Evan Hansen in all of us! And I agree to the popular reviews in past that it will instantly pierce the viewers’ heart and will burrow it through to their consciousness. I for one was crying. As in like C.R.Y.I.N.G! I was like having waterfalls on my freaking face! And I was not the only one who was crying because I can actually see and hear people in the audience sniveling, sobbing and clearing their snot!
May you be a young or an old person, a parent, a person with or without a parent, a student, a worker, a friend, a person with insecurities (which everybody got), a person who feels being like an outsider (who hasn’t?), Dear Evan Hansen definitely is one of the most relatable musicals I have ever seen! Even on the first song, you will already be so hooked because it is way too relatable! It is as if the musical knows us so much and was written about each and every one of us.
I thought I already saw my favorite musical when I was here in New York four years ago. Well, I guess that has changed. And I think it would take a very beautiful masterpiece of a musical to topple Dear Evan Hansen as my favorite. Dear Evan Hansen is clearly an EXPERIENCE!
I only have one wish now that I have seen Dear Evan Hansen. And that is someday, this great musical arrive the shores of Manila because like what the musical says…‘no one deserves to be forgotten’. And when it arrives in Manila, I will be one of the first persons to watch it again.
Ang galing! Peyborit!