Sunday was about to turn out to one of those massive sitting at home watching important football games while the sun was radiant outside.
So after a bit of contemplating Cris and I decided to go uptown.
First this totally eerie posters greeted us in Soho. We quickly realized it has to be a campaign of some sort. It has to be.
Then we went up to Columbus Circle and up in Mandarin Hotel.
Lovely view, weird Asian-fused-elevator music playing.
But beer to save it all.
Then into Central Park where the crazy Roller Blade mafia never ceases to amaze you
Cris
Everyone is perplexed by their lovely weirdness
Dancing, jamming, rollerblading, flirting, weirding, discoing. They do it all.
Then off to Boat House
Even though it was around seven-ish it was still crazy hot. I was convinced summer was going away.
Glad I'm wrong.
All in all 100+ blocks. Lovely. I didn't even feel bad for missing Zlatan's presentation in halftime in the Milan game.
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