Just during that cold winter in New York.... United States

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New York from a pure crystal, beautiful and sure of himself.
A wonderful holiday with my sister passed, his gift for graduation ... though there is session 2 more times this trip in the Big Apple does not even brutalized by terror inept was really special.
The photos are all scans from the paper, so I apologize if some are not quite perfect ...

The trip has just started from downtown, care to take the metro to get there because in practice if you want to apply to the tip you should get off at the last stop, then the train goes underwater and comes up to Staten Island ... but the great thing is that this station is very small and in practice most of the train stops in a tunnel, so we must be able to get off in the first five wagons!
Everything you say when you're already inside and saw that no one can switch from one coach to another you must get from a race between a stop and the other to reach the head of the train! in a sense .. hours to think it's fun!

Then once you are there is really incredible, because the streets of downtown are very narrow and the buildings are high so are real canyon and not tell you the wind at crossroads! From wall street we went back to Broadway, and at some point we found on the left these two immense towers! that you look at all the stiff neck and was to photograph votuto'd lie down on the ground.
Rose above ... was on the roof of the world ... the view of angels.

A single regret: being "Braccini court" at the time of the visit to the statue of liberty and failing to take the opportunity to salirci up. I could not know that when traveling the next state of alert after September 11 no longer allowed me to visit ...

Another wonderful thing for this trip, made at the suggestion of friends that we have hosted, has been to go to Harlem to see a mass gospel. Not that much advertised all'Abyssinian Baptist Church for which you have to do hours in a row, but in a church less beaten.
The real sense of community: the supply lasts more than two hours, and we thank the lord because the feast of the parish it was fun or because Mrs. Jones has brought a delicious cake, and all foreigners are greeted, you asked for Where are you from all different nationalities and is greeted with applause by all and at the time of the exchange of peace ... there is not only close to your offer you a hand mollissima Playing ... but all embrace and come to you and you shake hands (and when I say all ... I mean its ALL!)

And then we go back on the street, the avenue for that at every step you bring to mind movies, cards and songs that have populated your whole life. Brooklin bridge and the Manhattan Bridge, dotted with white and blue of the night. The reflection of the waters of the Hudson. The smoke that comes from thoughtful manholes.
Each district remember the smell ... that of rotten vegetables at chinatown, coffee at the village, luxury soho, art chelsea, hot dog burned to time square, icy snow in central park of peanuts covered in sugar to harlem and then people ...

... the people who play chess in the parks, which falls into subway stations and waiting lying on the ground and the ambulance to arrive (without which no one touches them for fear of being cited for damages in the event that caused some damage in attempt to help), which provides small prayers to leave tickets on patchwork dedicated to John Lennon, running in shorts, even if there are less 6 degrees by day, going to work with the tennis shoes in the business suit to change into office.

a different world, strange and absurd. Cheap cheap and in some ways, very elegant and posh for others but that overwhelms you and takes you and accompany you. Ever.