Lots of holiday movies are set in New York City – Scrooged, Home Alone 2, Elf – visiting vicariously is fine, but you really should try to visit in December at least once. Working from home in Brooklyn, I sometimes go months without taking the subway 20 minutes into Manhattan. Not intentionally, it just happens. Bring on the frost though and I’m out the door before you can say, “But you have work to do…”
There will be crowds this time of year no matter what day you decide to walk around. Ease into the pinball-like sensation of passing through Midtown with a quiet morning in Bryant Park, behind the 42nd street research library. Skating’s free you just have to rent skates, or just sit and watch. For fun, bring over-sized score cards and hold up random scores with a knowing wink. Be generous with your scoring though. No one likes to start their day with anything below an 8.
I used to be a sucker for Macy’s windows, but lately narrative has gone out the window in favor of weak themes that turn out looking like a catch-all of sparkles and digital interaction. This year’s is just okay with few windows for the Make a Wish foundation and some illustrating random bits of trivia. A couple of sets had crafty forced perspective, but nothing to blog home about. I did like these two, the fancy soldier and the ballerina, lunging from side to side without a care in the world.
Always look up when walking. If you spend the whole day shoe-gazing, the glass towers will try to stomp on you.
Don’t take it personal. To them we all look like Doozers without our helmets on. Why any building would want to squash a Doozer is a question for a better day.
If you feel like looking down at people, Rockefeller Center is the place to do it.
You can do lots of things at Rockefeller Center. Master the fine art of photobombing, for instance. Don’t fight it. The more you try to avoid starring in some random family’s holiday memories, the brighter your spotlight will shine. In all the hustle bustle, be sure to give the tree its due Ooh la las.
Notice how I’ve bested would-be photobombers by chopping off their heads, I mean angling the frame a little higher.