I can't think of a more gorgeous place to spend a rainy afternoon.
The carosel, the hot dogs, an ice cream, and just meandering down paths. Seeing the NY city skyline poke up every once in a while behind the trees. Feeling the rain washing me and everything around clean. Watching children dance to street musicians.
The languages, the people, the laughter.
It was my first trip, and it was magical. I truly hope NY'ers who go there often realize what a gem it truly is.
Oh, and you know what? If the porta-john's little window is red, that means it's FREAKING OCCUPIED! (very stupid woman with weiner dogs showed my hoo-ha to the entire NY population due to her inability to understand porta-john language)
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You crack me up Doreen! I'm here now and wish I'd been here when you were - so close and yet so far!
Yes, New Yorkers realize what a gem the park is - we live 1 block away and we are there every day - snow, rain, sun, hail... whatever!
When we're here, that is. Ack, another story altogher!
Glad you loved "our town"!
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