One thing I loved about New York is that even though it is huge, it can feel so small. The neighborhoods are communities. We really started to get a good feel for the West Village in particular. We started seeing some of the same people day after day.
I kept seeing the same crazy nanny at the Hudson Street Park. She was a piece of work. The kid she watched was at a rough age. That is my nice way of saying he was a monster.
*Random Finn photo of Hudson Park
A Finn "selfie" at the park...
One day at the park we met a little girl and her mom and dad. The little girl's name was Stella. Finn just loved her. They slid down the double slide together for a while. After we got back to the apartment, I told Finn to tell Tosh about his friend. He said, "She has a pretty face and it makes me nervous." A few nights later, walking down the street in Greenwich village looking for dinner, we saw Stella. Her parents said, "hey guys!" and it felt like we were part of the 'hood.
On Mother's day we were eating at the Hudson Street Diner. See the lady behind us?
That evening we went out for a walk and what do you know? We walked by her house as she was standing on the porch with her front door open. After we passed Tosh said, "just as I suspected....hoarder."
Then there was a door man at an unmarked club across the street. He always said hi to us. Tosh and him had a few chats. One night as Tosh was walking around, the guy said "Hey wanna come in?" Tosh said sure. The best part of that was that the line was very long. Fancy types getting dropped off by drivers standing there confused as Tosh gets the VIP treatment. Straight in the door in his t-shirt and sneakers.
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