Our trip to China town

Starting with me.. Me and mayur met at Bryant Park, close to Times square and decided to discover / see china town...

A thriving market right next to the subway, opportunistic? The light seems to carve a path through the tunnel of shops and their awnings.

The vendors and their goods spill out on the pavement.





Looking past this "chaos" to find order beyond. Empire State building in the background.

The fire escapes and their shadows create (beautiful? ugly? romantic?) much of the textures of china town and lots of the older parts of New york. For anyone looking for a characteristic architectural element for these areas, this would be the most predominant.

There is no "boundary" that divides Little Italy and China town,

except these decorations and a significant difference in the condition of he buildigns. They are well maintained here and there are lots of restaturants and drinks and people overflowing on the streets.

A curious onlooker. The only one we found peeping out of his window. It was surprising because where one story unfolded on the street with wine, gellatoes, singers, tourists, beautiful dark postcards (I should have clicked them!) there was no parallel story above the street. It was quiet, self involved and seemed to reflect these sounds back, almost scorning them. (maybe thats why the street seemed more active as well)

Our trip to China town

and ending with mayur at my house...

Rachu, buvi and me: Our night out....

Look at us..........

Could they be more in love?

Me and rachu trying to rekindle our Goa (study trip in 2002) lesbian love....

Buvi and me waiting in anticipation for the "photograph".
(Me actually.. she was all ready!)

I love this snap.. its blurry but gets us

Its so crazy.... we were at South Street Seaport in Downtown Manhattan, the piers of which like fingers pierced the Hudson and were now converted to a very active public place with restaurants, bars offering spectacular views of Manhattan island.... and all we were interested in was us... We did n't care about context, about subject.... we were high on us and in love with ourselves.....

My first day with the Nikon coolpix close to Macy's...

I am looking down Broadway.......in the glory glamour and awe of development........