I am in New York City until Sunday, the 29th and spent Christmas alone today. I woke up a bit later than normal, had a few cups of coffee, and took the train into the city. I walked from Penn Station to the beginning of the High Line Park, a mile long park built on a section of the elevated former New York Central Railroad spur called the West Side Line. It’s like walking through a skinny park in the sky. The park goes all the way down the lower west side to the Meatpacking District.
From there, I got a coffee and walked about three and a half miles to the former townhouse owned by Katharine Hepburn in Turtle Bay on the east side. I passed through Korea Town, Grand Central Station, I then accidentally walked by Rockefeller Center with the tree and the ice skating and the throngs of people looking at their iPhones. In an over-reacted effort to remove myself from the crowds, I walked up to Carnegie Hall and then walked down to Port Authority and took a bus back to the hotel.
The whole way, I listened to David Rakoff‘s last novel “Love, Dishonor, Marry, Die, Cherish, Perish.” He finished recording the audio book 13 days before he died and I finished it as I was walking through the Port Authority. I adore David Rakoff and thought there was nothing better to listen to than him while I walk around NYC. The book is absolutely brilliantly written entirely in verse. The novel leaps through cities and decades, all the while linking the characters together by acts of generosity or cruelty. I will listen to it again tomorrow.
I don’t have a lot more to say. I will just leave you with one of my very favorite Christmas songs:
- Happy Birthday David Rakoff (waldina.com)
- “This American Life” Contributor David Rakoff Dies At 47 (buzzfeed.com)
- My Christmas 12K (waldina.com)