Manhattan is Unreal

Greetings from Managua,

I tried to keep this current, I really did think about it but I was having a great time in New York City, there for a business engagement and had to prioritize. I’ve also got a crazy bout of insomnia so I’m not sleeping much which is good and bad all wrapped into one but I won’t bore you with that… I did visit Frick House and it was quite surreal really, that Henry Clay sure knew how to live and the view of Central Park wasn’t have bad either.

For the first time in a while, I was really excited to be somewhere in one of those “wow, am I really here type moods” if that makes sense. I go to so many places whose names I can’t pronounce until I leave(most of the time) that it felt very different visiting somewhere I’d heard about to the point of nausea my whole life. Even seeing the boys in blue donning NYPD made me smile. Anyways, I strolled around Central Park enjoying some mixed nuts before catching the subway to B&H in perfect weather for late January; ~8 degrees and sunny.

B&H simply blew my mind and its as like the Mecca of all things electronic and church for disciples to all things related to data. I bought lots of stuff and almost bought the new Canon G7X for my video blogs. While cashing out I decided against it because realistically, I’m on the Corn Islands to build and I do plan on recording the build but I’m just going to drop it in the sand or something; better off buying it when I roll through the USA on my way to Europe this summer; I digress.

Anyways, on the way back I walked to my hotel which was the Lexington Hotel at the corner of East 48th and Lexington. There, they have this place called Ashley’s Fresh Food which is open 24 hours that I thoroughly enjoyed. Where I live, there is no fresh food just fresh fish so I was getting my smoothie and juice on to the tune of a $900 a month f$@king juice habit; huh? Anyways on the way home I stopped into this sushi joint and met my first real, genuine, crazy big city creature.

He as going on and on about how Jason Kidd was his cousin, how his girl is biting his style, how he coaches basketball and once met Ridic Bow; like I care? It was mainly my fault though, this lady was trapped and being somewhat crazy myself I added my $0.02 in and then ended up getting a few $$$ from this guy. At one point I thought I had lost him when he said “I’m going to come over there and show you photos of my basketball team…”

I really had to hold back because I almost turned around, looked him in the eye and said “No, you’re not going to show me photos of the basketball team you coach because I could care less” but decided against it. Looks like a fun team, whatever. He eventually left after buying another Coors light only to return later. He also had a cast on and was talking about some lawsuit but I’ve already devoted two paragraphs to this guy so we’ll move on, yes?

Later I met a gent who used to live a few doors down from me in high school and our parents are still good friends. He’s a hot shot executive for a company that sells production equipment to most major networks and even sounds like a New Yorker now, it was kinda odd / cool. I hadn’t seen him in ~15 years aka basically I never saw him again after I left for university because when I returned he was long gone… In him I sorta saw the old me only way more accomplished.

He had a stellar suit on, dressed to impress after an evening of schmoozing clients and a solid ~xxlbs overweight with a big smile. He also told me something that I needed to hear which was that he was earning more money than ever before but still found it near impossible to save a dime in New York City. This, my friends is why I choose to live on a small island because big cities will suck you dry and spit you out; they don’t care about you or your story and you’re just another soldier ready for the slaughter.

I love visiting big cities but living in them makes getting ahead in life quite difficult. That said, if I was still working for other people and all that jazz, I’d love to be in his shoes and there was even a slight bit of envy that I felt for the first time in ages. I was doing the wining and dining stuff in Ottawa, Canada; doing it in New York City with monster clients must be a lot of fun but then again 80 hour work weeks aren’t and all that come with it.

When I was younger, I had lots of friends that lived the high life in Vancouver and probably still are. They were my best of friends from university and they all encouraged me to come move out. I did the simple math and realized that if I did move to Vancouver I’d be working poor / drowning in debt my whole life because I wasn’t from the same background as them and there was NO WAY I could ever keep up with that lifestyle regardless of how much I made.

Most international mega cities are like that, a massive wave which will give you the ride of your life but only a few surfers manage to ride that board to the beach and jump in their Jaguar before driving off into the sunset. Most who ride these waves are ravaged by the rocks, swarmed by sharks or drown in debt; it’s sad but true. One hell of a ride but not a risk I’m willing to take and this comes from a risk taking man who lost considerable sums in shit like VXX and even drove off a cliff in the FAZmobile a time or two; or three.

Anyways, Manhattan is unreal and the internet here in Managua sucks which isn’t helped by the fact that my friend’s husband is downloading movies which take a few days. As a result, this is a picture I took on 5th avenue in front of Frick House on my way into Central Park. I like this photo and I’ll always have fond memories of my first full day in New York City; the weather was wonderful and it’s known around the world for good reason.

Next I’ll show you some photos of NYC from the rooftop of the W.

Tips hat,

P.S: Guy in photo ruined my shot, they were so perfect together when he stopped to look at something. Believe it or not, for a moment or so I was irrationally upset with this man for enjoying his life and marvelling at some sight.

P.P.S: First load of building supplies are being unloaded from the cargo ship now.

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