Tourist. It’s practically a dirty word in Manhattan. It’s the people who stop dead on the sidewalk to take a photo and New Yorkers are like “what could possibly be so exciting right here that you need to remember it?!” Just last week I was in Times Square (a hazard of seeing Broadway shows…normally I avoid it like the plague!) and I stepped on the back of a tourist’s flip flop. She turned around and gave me a look. So out loud I mumbled “Sorry.” But in my head I was like “Maybe if you walked a little faster that wouldn’t happen! This is NYC!” Because on the outside I’m still the polite upstate girl my parents raised…but on the inside, I’ve lived here for 10 years and I’m a New Yorker!
So how could I do that today? When I had a busy schedule and not a ton of flexibility to change it up. I decided that I would rush through my morning routine and walk to work. And instead of just taking the fastest route through the park, I would meander by the Alice in Wonderland statue. A statue that is always covered in tourists and not easy to spend time really admiring.
I knew this was a good morning plan. The tourists are still eating expensive midtown breakfasts when I’m on my way to work! And as I walked toward the statue, I was thrilled to see that it was totally empty. I was going to get up close and personal with Alice. Or so I thought…
Alice was roped off and being cleaned by two workers. Which means instead of taking a million cool photos like a tourist, I had to hide in the bushes and get a paparazzi-style shot from an awkward angle.