Penne Cole's thoughts on food, travel and more
This picture was taken on my last night in New York City. I used to live and dream in the Big Apple. It’s where I got my first job as a management consultant. It’s where we used to live, my flat mate and I, crammed into a one-bedroom apartment with too much furniture on the corner of 1st and 23rd. It’s where I fell in love.
Fresh out of college, your money only stretches so far, so I had plenty of experience sussing out the best and cheapest things to do in New York. I used to love people watching at the South Street Seaport, or if the mood caught me, I’d head further south and catch the Staten Island ferry to feel the wind in my hair while waving a hello to the Statue of Liberty. Central Park was a bit of a trek for me, but it was worth it when I made the effort. Otherwise, when I was lazy, I’d stare wistfully through the bars around the private gardens in Gramercy, wishing I had a key.
Perhaps the best perk of being a consultant in New York was that my company had corporate sponsorships at various museums around town, which meant that I could get free entry. Lazy days spent at the Met, skipping from the Egyptian section, where I would marvel at how they managed to move the whole Temple of Dendur, to the Impressionist section, where I would fall in love again with Monet were my favourite.
Shopping is, of course, a favourite New York City activity. I would go to Century 21, or when I really felt like a major bout of shopping, I’d go to Woodbury Common.
And of course, there is the food. From amazing slices of pizza to the yakitori joint on Saint Marks to Pommes Frites, which specialized in Belgian-style fries on 2nd Avenue, I loved it all. But that’s another post.
Meanwhile, please read my full in-depth guide to the best free and budget things to do in New York City.
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