First Full Day in New York
Trip Start Jul 16, 2013
36Trip End Oct 07, 2013
I'm using airbnb again...
My hosts are both out; one's at work the other had a flight to Boston - also work most likely. It's a small apartment but downstairs there are ordinary Americans and ordinary bars.
Here's the view from the living room - my bedroom.
I'd heard about Spin - a New York table tennis bar. So that's where I headed off to today. I wouldn't have bothered but it's on Manhattan and basically in a straight line from where I'm staying, albeit 55 blocks away. Though the blocks from street to street rather than avenue to avenue are very short.
I spotted some people having a beer outside what looked like some corner take-away shop so I had to try it too. Average Mexican beer in an above average container. At first I thought it was half a litre but it turned out to be 700 ml.
Typical sort of street view in New York, though I found that I rarely looked up that much. Everything is pretty much at eye-level with this extra space up above where people live.
I think this is quite a famous bookshop though their language section was crap. But their bargain books section outside was remarkably cheap and extensive..
Then I finally made it to Spin New York. Pretty non-descript entrance leading downstairs to the bar / tables. There seemed to be about twenty tables, most of them being played on but only two people there had even the vaguest idea of how to play.
They had a good assortment of beers on tap and a nice snack menu. It also looked like some of the waitresses (yes, table service) were going around with free nibbles.
They're open till four in the morning a couple days of the week and till two every other day except for Sundays. Price? A hefty forty dollars an hour after six o'clock though they quote the price for half an hour so it doesn't seem so much.
I really should have got a photo of the bar rather than the counter you pass as you walk in. I'm not even sure what these girls do. Perhaps they keep track of table hire... The waitresses collect the money but I suppose someone has to keep track of it all.
Outside I spotted a bloke with a ten-pack box of Xiom rubber so I had a bit of a chat with him. It turns out that at about midday every day quite a few good players turn up to hit with each other.
Notice the big baskets of balls next to the tables. You never have to chase down a ball; you just grab another from the basket and they have staff that goes around with small butterfly nets scooping up balls from the ground.
How's this for a photo opportunity! Some advertisement no doubt.
I'm always surprised to see these churches nestled between the skyscrapers.i shouldn't be considering Americans have always been a pretty God-fearing bunch and they have to worship somewhere. I wonder whether any of these get desanctified and sold as accommodation like in Hobart?
One of the few open spaces I found on my walk which is why I wasted a photo on it.
And this was a free salsa lesson. He had about twenty people dancing along on the footpath. This bloke was really good. But only to be expected over here. I didn't watch for long but even I now know the basic salsa step and what he calls the Suzie Q.
So onwards to Chinatown. I passed Little Italy on the way but that's now nothing compared to Chinatown which seems to just go on and on.
I had a plate of fried noodles for $7.50. Just about the best value in New York.
I decided to lash out on a subway stored value ticket to get back home. Not as scary as I'd been led to believe. The fare is the same no matter how far you go - about $2.50. As usual though with countries that have had a subway system for a long time it looks pretty shabby. Though the Moscow system is pretty old and that's anything but shabby..