queues (On the Line)

After the Met, I walked to the Rockefeller Centre. Had in mind the views over Central Park. But just looking up at that building Freaked me out. Forget the views, but by now I needed the restroom. I had to stand in a queue of about 60 women. Let's just say my feet were aching. I saw where the ice skating rink goes and found the Anthropologie shop. Queued for a cup of tea. Queued to buy something at the MOMA design store. Queued for another cup of tea (just to rest those feet) and then of course had to stand in line again for the loo.

Thinking about how different it must be to grow up and live somewhere with no landscape, just endless city-scapes.

Uptown