The first time we drove into New York City via the Holland Tunnel, I hated it. The streets were narrow, full of grime, spit, candy wrappers, plastic bags and dirt puddles. A black rental town car swerved from the right to the far left end of Canal Street, hitting the Toyota Camry that was on a stand still. The town car driver stepped out and started cursing at the Toyota Camry’s driver.
Tempers flared from the cars behind us, honking madly, demanding our car to fly over the altercation between the town car and the Camry. Well, sorry bud; we still ain’t in that future.
Oh, we’re really in the big city. What’s so great about New York City anyway?
Later that week, I set out on my own in the Big City. I dropped by the Serious Eats office and shared meals & stories of life abroad with exclusive girls’ school classmates and previous office acquaintance turned friend. Friends have told me that the best way to see most of the city was to take the subway. Though I beg to differ, its not how many tourist sites you can selfie with; but how many steps you can take, how many blocks you can walk with your eyes wide open.
Because in New York City, the devil is in the beautiful details. It really is.
So I now flood this post with just some of the unbelievable art I’ve seen on the streets of Chinatown and Little Italy (the two neighborhoods are, well, neighbors).
I think that fellow expat blogger Curry Strumpet saw this same piece too!
I wouldn’t have seen all of those if I took the subway instead of walking.
Street art found all around Chinatown & Little Italy
Just walk and keep your eyes open for anything and everything