Becoming one of the Village people (as it were)
Start your experience by arriving early (I arrived late THINKING I was early – it’s a work in progress) and sipping a cappuccino directly below the apartment in the Ost café. You make the call, within minutes you are met by a beautiful woman, maybe two beautiful women. You are taken around the corner, given the secret code, and climb a few flights of stairs. Luggage may be involved, but is not central to the experience. Two keys, and the door opens in on another world – an artist’s world. You feel immediately at ease. You are graciously given a guided tour and you try to focus (did I mention the beautiful woman?). GPS is not required. Everything is conveniently close to everything else in the apartment, yet all feels wonderfully spacious and open. If the windows are up, the street life wafts in - beckoning, coaxing, nay stirring your expectations for an unforgettable time in New York. As the keys drop into your hand you think – “I’m in the Village; ground zero of raw, sweet urban life itself – how cool is this”. Maybe you settle down on the sofa for a while and just absorb everything. Finally you break the reverie and start making your calls to meet the people you’ve come to meet. And that will not be a problem (unless they don’t want to meet you) – as you are minutes from the subway. L-Train to Union Square, and Gotham is your oyster (or you can simply jettison yourself into Brooklyn, no questions asked). You can go to them, or they can come to you – and if they do, you will be able to entertain as you have never entertained, and they will love you. Café’s, clubs, music, food, laughter, energy, streets, parks. Your kingdom awaits.
The most interesting man in the world once said “When I come you New York, I don’t always stay in the East Village, but when I do, I prefer Elizabeth’s” And now I embrace that philosophy as well.
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