My first trip to New York last fall and I looked forward to the randomness of street life and colors while scouring the place on foot.  Unfortunately, I was greeted by some rare October ice storm which ruined the trip for me when weather dropped below zero.  Before we left Singapore, the 10-day forecast gave a range of 7-18C. Perfect, I thought, and packed accordingly. It turned out to be a complete wardrobe fail as I slowly turned into a popsicle dressed in a  fall peacoat while skidding all over New York’s slushy and sleet-covered sidewalks in ice-soaked boots.  It really wasn’t the best way to introduce the concept of snow and winter to someone who has skirted around that season all her life.

Also, it was hard to take photos in that weather because holding the camera was like touching a frosty glass in the already bizarre weather with not-so-pliable fingers.

On a lighter and more colorful note, I did get some nice albeit few snapshots, like this  rushed image of a vibrant facade under a scaffolding somewhere on Houston Street on our way from Katz’s Deli on a pre-snow chilly morning.  I just read an article that there’s a massive spread of Bowery/Houston Street graffiti art created by my favorite Keith Harring — but I failed to see if during our trip :/  Either I missed it completely (grrr!), or I walked along the walls and just didn’t notice (more grrr!).

Am I willing to brave another 20-hour trip for a second bite of the Big Apple anytime soon?

Hmmm.

Maybe.  (—>husband should be satisfied with this answer.)