AfterPosted by Martin 2009-09-15 12:38:09
After having been home for as long as I was away, I have finally finished my journal. It's available in Swedish as a downloadable pdf
Parallell to that, I put some photos up, and they now have funny, informative or at least existing captions. Head on to napix.smedendahl.se
to check them out.
US of APosted by Martin 2009-08-02 07:21:31
As planned, I returned to the Staten Island ferry with a
bigass tele lens. This time I got some closer-up shots of Lady Liberty, and
headed thereafter north to Noho, Soho, Nolita and other acroyms. Unheard of
music was shopped at Other Music, whisky and stout were drunk at Whiskey Ward,
as was I. Met a lovely Tennessee girl
named Micha and her friend, and I stayed at the WW longer than expected.
However, I had a prior engagement and sauntered on to meet Cristina for dinner
on this my last night in New York. Afterwards, it was time to discover some new
local musical talent at Mercury Lounge. The last band on stage called
themselves Nightmare of You, and they were so good that I paid the ten bucks
for their CD. An hour later I was back in Harlem for my last night on this
As it clearly takes a lot of time to go to JFK, I went up,
packed my stuff, checked out and went to the Apple store to buy iPhones for my
cousins and/or their husbands. No such deal, though, as they could only be
purchased with a two year contract with AT&T.
And then, the three hour subway/train ride to John F Kennedy
Airport, and here endeth the journey.
US of APosted by Martin 2009-08-02 07:17:59
New York is a city of museums and galleries. I spent a good
many hours at MoMA (where hangs the most famous painting by my favourite
artist, Dalí) and the Met, and also in a bunch of art galleries in Chelsea,
including, but not limited to, Andrea Rosen, Greene Naftali and Paul Kasmin.
As the sun started to set, I took the ferry to Staten Island.
Quite a few photos were taken of the NYC skyline and/or the statue of liberty
in sunset. And with a well formulated plan to return with a bigass tele lens
next morning, I left Lower Manhattan for a Senegalese dinner in good ol'
US of APosted by Martin 2009-07-28 21:28:49
...that turned green, eventually. But
more on that later.
The general location of Harvey Keitel's
smoke shop in Smoke and Blue in the face was explored this day:
Planet Brooklyn. As I wandered around in Dumbo, Brooklyn Heights and
Cobble Hill, I realised how different Breukelen is from most of
Manhattan. The people, the architecture, the city planning... it has
a more intimate and less constricted feel to it. And on Tuesdays, the
admission to Botanical Garden is free, so obviously I went there, and
to its neighbour Prospect Park. As I sauntered on in the hot, sunny
New York summer, I figured a trip to the ocean would be nice. And
some time later I walked the famous boardwalk on Coney Island with an
ice-cream cone in my hand.
For those who don't know, Broadway
shows cost an arm and a leg and it takes years of planning to get the
tickets you want. Enter TKTS, who provide unsold and returned tickets
to current day's events. Most famous is the TKTS booth on Times
Square, with its billions of people waiting in line for hours. Less
famous is the one in Brooklyn, where I stood in line a mere half
hour, and got a ticket to see Shrek – the Musical. And it only cost
me a leg. Some of the actors were brilliant, esp the Lord
Farquaad performer and the actress
portraying Fiona. The story was the same as in the first film, and
the humour similar. It was therefore a quite enjoyable show, but the
main reason I went was that when in NYC, you have to catch a Broadway
show. And hence, the Brooklyn blue turned ogre green.
US of APosted by Martin 2009-07-28 21:25:18
Before I went to check out my hostel's
free and very generous brekkie buffet (bagels, muffins, brewed
coffee, OJ, cereal) I packed my daypack with rain gear, just in case.
After about three hours of hiking in Central Park I kinda regretted
carrying all that extra weight, a regret I would soon not have.
I met Cristina for a picnic lunch in
Central Park, and then we started exploring downtown.
Madison Avenue, Grand Central, Chrysler
Building, Madison Square, Bryant Park, Flatiron Building, Union
Square and Washington Square were all visited and looked upon and/or
within. However, the walk from Central Park's south end to the area
around Bleecker St (around 55 blocks) took longer than expected, due
to the frequently added seeking-shelter-from-the-heaviest-rain breaks
we had to do. But all in all, the sunny/cloudy/rainy sky offered some
great light for photography and a lot of ground was covered. Also,
Cristina splashed around in the fountain in Was. Sq. Like a happy
US of APosted by Martin 2009-07-27 04:58:36
The last day of the Canadian Pioneer
trek consisted pretty much only of driving. As we left Maine we drove
through five states before reaching our destination in New Jersey,
making it a total of seven states in a day: Maine, Massachusetts,
Connecticut, New Hampshire, Rhode Island, New York and New Jersey.
And then back to New York.
After checking in at my home for the
next seven days, I took the subway to the Village for a last night
out with Mark and Mike. It became rather late, so I used the
following day to relax a bit; planning my upcoming week, strolling
the neighbourhood and writing postcards in Central Park. Just as I
returned to the hostel, a thunderstorm hit the city.
US of APosted by Martin 2009-07-25 15:03:48
In Acadia, it poured. Fortunately our
tent was more or less waterproof, and when morning came, the rain
conveniently stopped, and didn't return until the morning of
departure. In between there was plenty of time to explore Maine's
largest national park. Hiking, swimming and whale watching was on the
agenda. Steve's tele lens came in handy as Sedge the humpback popped
out of the water every now and then.
Continuing down New England we arrived
in Portland, Maine in the afternoon, where we, instead of camping,
bunked up in Eddie's mate's house. Supposedly Portland has more bars
per capita than any other American town. Therefore, take out Thai and
Indian and some serious barcrawling ended our last night as a group.
CanadaPosted by Martin 2009-07-22 05:30:08
The deeper you go into the state of
Québec, the less English they speak and the more French. In
Québec City, it's pretty much only French, which gave me a
chance to practice my 20 year old school knowledge. It's a neat
little town, full of cobble stone paved alleys, 18:th century
architecture and loads of small eateries and pubs. The olde city is
surrounded by a great wall, giving it a slightly European medieval
feel. As the sun shone down and the open air restaurants called with
their cool beers, it felt doubly annoying that the Québecian
ATM:s seem to reject my VISA card. Fortunately, walking and looking
is free, as is taking photos, so I enjoyed the Gibraltar of America,
as Charles Dickens dubbed the city, to its fullest.