Last night, I went to dinner with friends and on the way back to Grand Central, I stopped at Rockefeller Center and saw the Christmas tree, which has become an annual event for me. The tree, as always, looks magnificent. The crowds, as usual, were horrible and I could hardly wait to escape eastward.
On the way over to Rockefeller, I crossed Times Square. Only true New Yorkers detest Times Square and avoid it at all costs. Those new year’s festivities? Tourista. New Yorkers may go ONCE to see the ball drop, but I’ve never met anyone who does it regularly or more than once. Still, crossing Seventh Avenue, I spotted the ball being prepared for the festivities.
I didn’t get home until after midnight. I’ve been seeing the tree outside of the Sleepy Hollow village hall, and though it is much simpler (and smaller), I think that it is nonetheless pretty, so I finally snapped a pic on the way home.