An October Evening

It's after midnight so it's officially October, and as New York often does right on time, the seasons have abruptly changed. It's one of my favorite things about the city: fall is fall, winter is winter, spring, summer, and so on.

Tonight I saw the Met Opera's production of The Magic Flute, directed by Julie Taymor, the woman behind Broadway's The Lion King, the Beatles movie musical Across the Universe, and the upcoming Spider Man musical on Broadway. It was decent enough, though not life altering, but the Met itself, located at Lincoln Center, is a gorgeous space. Here are few shots I snapped, despite the no photo rules.

Sneak Attack 1 at the Met. Yep, that's my head.

Sneak Attack 2, complete with Jenny's jacket. I'm so sly.

When I'm in the Columbus Circle/Lincoln Center area, I like to walk across Central Park South to the 6 train at 59th Street and Lexington instead of taking the NRW across or a crosstown bus. Tonight was a chilly 50 degrees, but I was wearing a blazer and a scarf so I was dressed well for the weather. I looked into the fancy hotels and doctor's offices, the old wooden bars and a few retail shops. Then I came to the Plaza Hotel on Fifth Avenue, one of the most famous buildings in the city, and the fountain in its courtyard. I've sat in that courtyard around this same time many times, looking at the corner of the park, over at the Apple Store, at the Paris Theater, the FAO Schwartz building looming overhead. Yep, this is my life.

The Plaza Hotel on Fifth Avenue.

The Plaza fountain. In the winter they put Christmas trees in it.

After catching the 6 train uptown, I walked out to a deserted 103rd Street for the first time in months. In the warm weather, people hang out on the street and you see familiar characters living their lives regardless of the time. In the cooler months, though, no one is on the street. I prefer it that way, and tonight was the first time it's been like that in a while.

It's so amazing to be living a life that I can't believe it mine, and I hope that feeling never goes away.