Anyone that knows me well, will tell you that San Francisco and Chicago are probably my favorite cities in the U.S. (in that order). This may ruffle some feathers, but I have a love/hate relationship with New York. In all of my years visiting, and briefly living in, New York, the city so often feels gritty, ridiculously crowded, and just so…New York. There are times, however, when I dip into Central Park, and it’s as if I am in a completely different world.
Even when there are usually lots of people in Central Park, it still feels like a more peaceful place. A couple of weeks ago, Carla and I were walking through Central Park, on our back from brunch at the Whitney Museum, and we heard some music and spotted rollers skaters. Apparently, roller skaters have been coming to the park every weekend for years. This was all new to me, though. I was really into roller skating when I was in high school, sow we to check out the scene. Not surprisingly, Carla saw someone she knew grooving her way around the make-shift rink. (You can she rolling through in the background of the first video, with a partner, around the 0:30 mark.)
Irrespective of my bad/bum ankle, these folks made me want to break out some four-wheel skates and relive some memories circling the rink at Rollerworld in Kalamazoo, Michigan.