I left the Convention Center last night and walked across town to Union Square, then down to St Mark’s Place, which mostly sucks these days, then over to the West Village and an inspiring number of unique shops and cool restaurants and vibrant street life. As I type this now in the Esperanto Cafe, a 24-hour espresso/food establishment with an easily-working Wi-Fi hookup (a rarity in Manhattan), there are 2 guys and a girl kicking a soccer ball around in the steet and dodging cars. Kids on skateboard slide by gracefully, always skating in the street, not the sidewalks. A great variety of people going by this window, it’s like watching a movie. Here are some pics from my wandering last night:
Randomness is working for me at an all-time high on this trip. In all the publishing business I’ve done here in 2 days, I’m running across key people in the aisles of the convention center, in unexpected places. Plus I’m having interesting and informative discussions with people all over the city. I just watched a jug band in Washington Square and saw a great washtub bass, except made of wood and a piece of plastic from a suitcase, with a range of an octave and a half AND after discussion, the bass player is either going to make and ship me one or send me the plans. I could go on, it’s just been a wonderful few days. My notebook is bulging with things to do at home, books to get, people to contact.