The second leg of my sabbatical is just about done.
I'm at LaGuardia Airport, lamenting the lack of wireless Internet
access, as I wait for my flight to board. I'd hoped to write about my
days in New York as they rolled by, but I'll have to settle for a
last-minute account. This trip has served its purpose as a holiday, and
I managed to spend a good deal of time walking around Manhattan, meeting
cousins, friends, and a lot of surprisingly friendly people. At least
twice, complete strangers offered me a ride in the city when I was
actually looking out for a cab; and everybody I asked for directions
were extremely helpful. Needless to say, a great part of the trip was
spent in long, desultory walks. The sublet culture is awesome; I'd say
it's easily the best way to stay in Manhattan if you are there for over
a week.
Yurika and me took a bus ride to Washington DC where we spent a couple
of days with a friend of hers. DC is a nice city to walk around in, and
I walked great distances both by myself, and with Yurika and Omura-san.
Sakura at the Capitol.
There are two restaurants that we
recall best as part of the eating experience in DC - a seafood place
called
Legal Sea Foods
and a concept Pizza restaurant called Matchbox, which
seemed to be almost always full with huge crowds waiting outside
throughout the day. We got to visit the Smithsonian museum
at the Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center (the other half of
the National Air and Space Museum) when we went to see off Omura-san at
Dulles Airport. The NASM was not as much fun as might have been had I
actually visited when I was a child.
Back in Manhattan, I was lucky enough to attend a colloquium at the
Courant Institute (Where the NYU Computer Science department is
located), which featured a project that makes the night sky
search-able. It implements a
search engine for astronomical images that uses geometric hashes (as
opposed to words) derived from the pixels of the patterns that stars
form in random images. Got a taste of what a CS lecture might feel like
(and there was breakfast as well).
Funk: The Headhunters
(sans Hancock, whose absence was noted in many ways) were playing at the
Iridium on Broadway. I dragged (my cousins) Aamer and Zafar to see the
second set. Earlier on the same day, Aamer had taken me on a guided walk
around the West Village all the way up to the Meat-Packing District;
Zubair shows me the view of mid-town Manhattan from his
lower-east apartment building's roof.
His brother Zubair on the other hand,
showed me the Lower East, and his symbolically located apartment which
stands on the eastward-pushing demographic border of the lower east.
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UPDATE:Apr 22, 02:30 JST:
I should say that I did not, of course, complete this post
while at LaGuardia; I had to get on the plane, and missed
my flight to Tokyo.