Would Someone Please Lead Me To The Back Of My Hand?
Having lived in NYC as long as I have, I frequently have the “been there, done that” attitude. Statue of Liberty? Yup, climbed it. Empire State Building? Ditto. Rockefeller Center? Worked in that area for so many years, know it like the back of my hand. Imagine my surprise when on a recent walk-through I discovered that maybe the back of my hand isn’t how I remember it!
The walk up from the subway platform was as dingy as ever. No changes here. People rushing through the Promenade. The drug store moved, the souvenir store expanded, the shaving boutique…what? êShave. That’s new! How long have you been here? FOUR years?! I have to get down here more often!
Rockefeller Center has always been known for its public art pieces. Rhythms Of Infinity is a glass sculpture in the heart of the underground warrens of Rock Center and softly lights what I remember as a dungeon-like darkness. Hmmm…
There are lots of trash cans in Rock Center. Pick one and use it!
Stepping off the escalator and into the lobby of 30 Rock, I see that the murals have been refurbished. What? In 2009, you say? The light streaming in above the revolving doors evokes the warmth of the original sepia-like color scheme.
The Plaza seems a little more manicured and rest-my-weary-feet friendly than I remember it. The flags, however, are as vibrant as ever!
Note from my small still voice: Everything changes, every minute of every day. Don’t take the back of your hand for granted!