Greenwich Village, Brooklyn Bridge & Little Italy

Trip Start Dec 27, 2012
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Trip End Jan 22, 2013

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Friday, December 28, 2012

Today didn't exactly start off with a bang. I slowed down our early start by having a very long coffee with our host, Mark and asking him a ton of questions.

Mark works as a nursing/medical teacher, a nude model for art students and a masseur amongst other things. He likes drawing, appreciates art and has a lot of artist friends.

He has been living in his apartment for about 20 years but is originally from New Jersey. He told me about his September 11 experience and about the recent Hurricane Sandy disaster.

He answers every question so graciously, bless his cotton socks. He's super helpful with all the subway stuff and answers any lame, tourist questions I have.

After scrutinising Mark, we went on over to Port Authority Bus terminal which is just near where we're staying. We were hoping to get a subway map but no such luck. The line just to get our weekly tickets was long, full of tourists, who had got in before us and nabbed every damn map in the city.

We found our way to Greenwich Village fairly easy. Needless to say the subway system in New York is pretty spot on. We didn't wait any longer than a couple of minutes for a train.

We walked around Greenwich Village for a while because our food tour didn't start until 1pm. We walked all the way to SoHo then back, saw Mark Twain's old house, the infamous Washington Square Park and finally saw a bunch of those houses you see in the movies (you know the ones! With the great big doors and the stairs that lead up to them...)

In between, we made a lovely friend at Washington Square Park in a saxophone player who was smoking weed right out in the open, and opened with the line "Philadelphia Eagles SUCK man!"

We discovered that Stu wearing his Philadelphia Eagles jacket in New York wasn't the smartest idea. Several people pointed this out during the course of the day. I believe our saxophone friend said something along these lines:

Saxophone man: "Philadelphia Eagles SUCK man! You shouldn't have let McNabb go. He's not even good at making soup!"

*continue rant*

Giulia: "Okay well...have a nice day!"

Saxophone man: "Where you from, England?"

Stuart: "Australia."

Saxophone man: "Ahh, see! I knew it! I could hear it there..."

Then we saw squirrels.

We met up with our tour guide Renee and a group of about 27, and set off on the walking tour. We went back to Washington Square Park and a whole bunch of locations where Renee pointed out stuff including where movies were filmed and historical facts.

We stopped off at about 5 different food places. We only had small snacks at these locations that we had to buy ourselves. Considering Greenwich Village had a whole lot of Italian migrants back in the day, I was pretty happy with the fact that most of the food was Italian! (carbs, carbs, carbs). 

We saw a bunch of different places in between as well and I was grateful I could hear Renee loud and clear when she was telling us all about a theatre called "Cherry Lane" in her obnoxious New Jersey accent. Well...a great, big angry man in the apartment above wasn't so grateful and screamed something along the lines of "QUIT YOUR SQUAWKING IN THIS NEIGHBOURHOOD AND SHUT UP!"

He was lovely.

After the food tour we headed back on the subway to Brooklyn. We walked over the bridge as the sun was setting and got a whole lot of awesome photos. 

We learnt pretty quickly that the right side was a bike path and sniggered when crazy New Yorkers would scream "MOVE OUT OF THE WAYYYYYYYY!" to people who couldn't figure it out.

After the bridge we headed over to Chinatown and Little Italy to have a quick look. We weren't very hungry from all the snacking we'd done during the day (we ate a pizza slice as big as our heads), so we just had a wonder down Canal Sreet. Little Italy is in fact, very little so there's not much to see other than a bunch of Italian restaurants (that Stu likes to pronounce, quite accurately might I add, and then proceed to ask me what they mean). 

We then did a bit more walking and got the subway back to Times Square so we could see Django Unchained

The movie was an experience in itself. People like to clap, cheer and scream things out which is totally uncool in my books but...when in New York…

A part of the experience that I wasn't too fond of was when the NYPD were called in because a 12-year-old kid was videoing the movie. Mind you, he was mucking around. I don't think he was taping the whole thing. It became quite a disaster pretty quickly when the dad got involved and the police threatened to mace him. RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! You bet your bottom dollar I looked away thinking I was going to get in the firing line.

Thankfully the rest of the movie went smoothly. Although I was sitting next to a kid who kept trying to start a slow clap every time something happened.

Book of Mormon and a basketball game in Brooklyn tomorrow!

CaptainG
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Nana and cousin zara on

Love captain G's blog, Stuart the beanie looks real stylish, jindi,sam,dean, mum and col, louise, allan and pippa all came o tea tonight. Hope you have not had anymore strange encounters. oxo

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