Archive for September 2007

Belvedere Castle in Central Park

September 30, 2007

Whatever else it may be, Central Park is diverse and varied and just all over the place in terms of what’s there and what you can see at any one time.  When it was designed by Frederick Law Olmsted and Calvert Vaux , they seem to take to the idea of it being impossible to see in one fell swoop.  There are areas that you can see a lot of the Park, but no place that you can see the whole.  About the best you can do is go to Belvedere Castle and get an elevated view.


There are a number of ways to get there, but the primary means I’ve always done is by wandering through The Ramble and it kind of ends up there.  But, for me, the Ramble is something I do when I really want to do some twisty, curvey, wooded walking.  It’s really nice and I usually view Belvedere as my “reward” for having done the walk.  Once you get there, you can go up and take in that semi-aerial view.


The body of water is called Turtle Lake and this time it was pretty well covered with some sort of pond scum.  I think it’s “duckweed”, but that’s a guess on my part.  Few ducks, but quite a few turtles.  The area in the distance is one of the many lawn areas that dot the Park.  Some are much grander (the Great Lawn and Sheep’s Meadow are two famous and wonderful ones).

The inside of Belvedere is a Park exhibit on the ecology of the area.  Mostly, though, what people do is go up this tiny circular stone stairway to the top to get the best view.  I don’t think I’ve ever done it without running into someone coming the other way and one of us has to back out ’cause it’s too small for two.

One of my more odd pleasures in doing the Ramble walk is seeing what’s right next to Belvedere Castle.  It takes a few pictures to capture it all, but I’m used to putting up too many pictures.




It’s the official Central Park weather station.  I always get a kick out of it thinking it’s the source of all the “current weather” reports on NYC.  There are no signs and I’ve never seen anyone in there, but it’s definitely a weather station…or an alien communications station…nah, it’s a weather station.  It’s completely enclosed in a secure fenced-in area but I have my secrets for getting fence-free pictures.


The Box in NYC

September 29, 2007

As much as I wander the streets of NYC and as much as I think I know the City…I know almost nothing.

Here’s a place just off Rivington Street in the Lower East Side (LES).  Whattaya think of it?


There’s not even a sign.  I’m not sure which door the the real entrance (the address is 189 Chrystie Street so I presume it is the far door).  It’s “The Box”, a NYC hot-spot club that I walked by a bunch of times and kind of tut-tutted over the grafitti.  I had no idea.

It’s got a somewhat interesting website at that describes the place as a place for “fine dining and theater”.  But this really isn’t telling you anything about it.

I first heard about the place when I was at a juggling store called Dube (a future post, I imagine).  I do some juggling and was looking for some juggling balls for a little cousin.  I ran into a character whom I thought was an employee, but it turned out to be a performer by the name of Flambeaux  (note that some of his site has stuff that is…not G-rated) who works with fire as part of his show.  We got into a short but terrific conversation and he described working at The Box and how it looks terrible on the outside and magnificent on the inside.  I haven’t been inside, but his word on the outside is correct.


The back of this place was on my previous posting on Freeman Alley.

Someday I’m gonna go in and see how it looks.  Of course, this is the sort of place that tends to keep my uncool sort out.  Not a real problem.  I just think of all the places that look like this when I wander the streets and wonder what they are like inside.  You never know.


The Algonquin Round Table

September 28, 2007

As odd as it may seem, one of the great desires I had when I first moved to NYC was to see the Algonquin round table.  It took me a month or two, but I did it and I still ankle over there on occasion to check in on it.  My version of a thrill.

And it always astonishing me that no one seems to know what it is.  What it is….is a round table in the Algonquin Hotel located on W. 44th Street between 5th and 6th Avenues.

And the round table itself.

It’s got ten seats around it now, but my memory of its reference was that there were actually eight seats in the heyday of the 20’s.  Wikipedia has a nice entry on the table with all of the key players identified.

I first remember learning about it when I read Harpo Marx’s autobiography “Harpo Speaks”, which is a great read.  The table was where NYC’s intellectual glitterati of the 20’s would gather each day to one-up each other with witticisms and cut-throat insults.  The most famous of the participants were Dorothy Parker, George S. Kaufman, and Robert Benchley.  There were lots of hangers-on (like Harpo), but the gist of the table was a celebration of how smart and popular these characters were.  Harpo was apparently a good friend of Alexander Woolcott (a key member of the “real” group) and I’m sad to say he’s one of only two characters in the core group that Wikipedia doesn’t have an entry for.  As I understand it, Woolcott was a critic and newspaper writer who had something of an edge to him.

The hotel has a painting of the group next to the table.

People do sit and eat at the table and I’ve always wondered if they knew that they were sitting at the center of a lot of what the “Roaring 20s” was all about.  It doesn’t matter.  The Algonquin is still a very, very nice hotel with an active entertainment schedule such as lounge singers and the like.  I haven’t eaten there (their prix fixe is about $60 and I keep telling you folks I’m cheap), but it gets good reviews.


Cleopatra’s Needle (AKA “the Obelisk” in Central Park)

September 27, 2007

I haven’t been to Central Park for a month or more and got the itch to go back.  This time I actually had a plan.  It hurts to admit that.  I’ve wanted to go back to Cleopatra’s Needle and take some photos with my new camera and it meant I needed to make sure I went in the right entrance.  Here’s a tip:  it’s just south of the Metropolitan Museum.  Enter around 81st Street and walk straight.  You’ll see some bears (with the occasional child hanging on)…


Continue straight on by and ignore the first right turn.  Take the second right turn.  Life is good, you’re close.

Cleopatra’s Needle is somewhere around 3,600 years old.  And it looks pretty good for that kind of age.  Unfortunately, New York City is aging it faster.  Or, rather, the pollution and the rain and the temperature changes and the….are all ganging up on it.  Nevertheless, it’s a magnificent point of interest.

Here’s a view from just north of it.


Ain’t it photogenic?

A little closer it starts to really show both the good and the bad.  As you can see, one side’s in pretty good shape and the other is very weathered.


With a slightly different view, the weathering is very evident.


Okay, that’s enough of the negatives.  I love this obelisk.  It is very historic and the history of it being constructed thousands of years ago, being moved to Alexandria a thousand or more years later, and then to New York another couple of thousand years after that is just mind boggling.  I love to sit and stare at it and think about the original makers and how they couldn’t have begun to conceive their handiwork’s fate.

And, no matter how crowded Central Park is, there are few people here.  When I showed up on Sunday, there were about 10 people milling around, more than I’ve ever seen there.  But within two minutes they had wandered off, leaving just three of us.  A few minutes later a couple of others showed up.  Here’s a shot for scale.


You can notice a couple of things about the base from this.  First, at each corner near the ground is a plaque with a translation of the markings; sometimes with blanks where the archeologists couldn’t read it due to weathering.  Second, at the point of the actual obelisk meeting the new base, there are “crabs” holding the obelisk steady.  These crabs are modern, but are based on the stone ones in the Metropolitan Museum just across the way.  One at each corner holds the obelisk upright.

If you like history, and I do, the sight of Cleopatra’s Needle is quite inspiring and impressive.  If you want to know more about it, I’d suggest the Wikipedia article.


Freeman Alley in the Lower East Side (LES)

September 26, 2007

A while ago, someone pointed out “Freeman Alley”, a tiny little alley just off Rivington Street.  I haven’t thought about it in quite a while.  T’other day, I was wandering around and about LES and saw it, and spent about 90 seconds wandering the length and width and breadth of the alley-way.  Let’s see if I can get an actual posting of nothing but an alley.

There’s not much to it.  Here’s a picture that pretty much covers the whole length.


It’s got a couple of restaurants and stores back here, all apparently hot-spots of some sort.  I can say it has some terrific graffiti.


I’m glad Jonny’s doing okay…okay, that he’s at least alive.


I would have ignored it, but it kept my attention.


Apart from the LES grittiness, there is at least one straight-out nice looking place.


I believe it’s a restaurant.

Okay, not much of a post, but it leads to another small post I’ll do in a couple of days.  In that last shot, just to the right is the back of a place called “The Box”.  I had never heard of it until I ran into someone who was working there.  I’ve become rather intrigued by it, but I doubt I’ll ever go to it.

But, that’s the subject of another post.