New York: "The Big Apple"
Once in a while, my husband and I go to New York to enjoy the diversity and multi-ethnic environment that is a genuine characteristic of “The Big Apple.” I remembered that the last time we were there, it was in December very close to Christmas Day. It was a very cold day but we enjoyed very much the holiday season spirit. Depending of the period that you are visiting New York, you would probably have a different perspective of your visit. This time, we decided to go at the beginning of April and enjoy the spring spirit of New York City.
The day arrived and we got our tickets. That Saturday, we woke up very earlier in the morning in order to take the 7:00 a.m. interstate bus from Philadelphia to New York; as usual, we booked the round trip through Greyhound Bus Services at the Philadelphia Terminal. Inside the station, everyone started forming a line with their respective ticket number-- my husband and I got the seat number 5 and 6. In the waiting line an African American man, dressed with a business attire and very talkative, started to make a casual conversation with us; he introduced himself and started a small talk. The conversation went beyond the cold weather that we were experiencing, at that moment, in Philadelphia; and probably, in New York. He never mentioned his name but for some reason, I decided to call him Joshua for future conversation reference with my husband.
Joshua had a very positive attitude in life. He had a good connection with his family and network of friends. After fifteen minutes of conversation, Joshua mentioned that he had lived in New York for thirteen years and he remembered having a great professional experience at that time. He mentioned that his previous job, as a graphic designer, allowed him to learn how to travel a lot in New York using the public mass transportation, specially the subway. At the beginning- Joshua said, he got lost so many times trying to make his way around “The Big Apple.” He said- “I would always arrive to my final destination.”
Our acquaintance friend Joshua was getting so excited talking about his best younger years in New York. He remembered the great time that he had had with his family and friends. He talked about New York with a deeply nostalgic about the time that he had lived in a small apartment; and also his recollection of good memories, and gratitude, that he had about the good people that helped him to be successful in his career. After half an hour of conversation, it was time to board the bus and travel to “The Big Apple.”
After two hours of traveling time and wishing a “good day” to Joshua, we left the Port Authority Bus Terminal, located in the corners of 40th and 42nd Streets and started to walk toward Central Park. The spring season officially started a few weeks ago and we couldn’t believe how cold and windy it was that day. Yes, it was a very windy and a cold day in New York! We started to walk in order to get warm. As we were looking around and doing a “shopping window,” we started to notice that the mannequins were promoting the new fashion for the season: The bright and warm colors invited customers to try the new designs. Around 9:45 in the morning and after taking my first photo shots, we continued to walk toward Central Park. In the way, I observed people jogging and enjoying their work out; and of course others, in a big hurry to arrive to their final destination.
At Central Park, we walked, walked and walked for around three hours. During that time, I was shooting many photos. My goal was to freeze the different moods of the people in Central Park-- at least that was the idea that I had in my mind. After looking around and taking a few shoots, my subject idea changed from the extrinsic beauty that New York offers to all tourists; to the intrinsic symbolism that Central Park and “The Big Apple” project to the world.
My photo album entitled: “New York: The Big Apple” reflects on the essence and inner beauty of the city that combines the lifestyle of the people, the historic architecture, the cultures and multi-ethnic foods, the many languages spoken, the skyscrapers, the theaters, the neon advertisement and; of course, our individual touch when we are visiting this city. For that reason, I invite you to travel with my photos to the most charming and multi-ethnic city in the world: New York.
P.S. Have you traveled to New York? When was the last time that you were there?