Years ago when I first moved to New York City, I had a couple friends I ran with trying out new bars, clubs and just whatever tomfoolery we could get into. When one night we passed a bar that looked really cool, yet it was empty. My gut feeling told me I had to go in. Best New York decision I ever made.
When I first moved to New York City I was living off the 1 train in the Bonx. Not that this has any relevance to the story. It was a trek up to the Bronx but I didn’t mind because the 1 train was absolutely fantastic for people watching. I still occasionally ride the 1 train to entertain myself. Hey tourists, riding the train is an experience don’t fear it.