Grand Central Station at 6:30 a.m.
The loneliness of the long-distance commuter.
This passageway leads out to 42nd Street. It's one of those you do what you gotta do photos. Grand Central Station looked a lot more festive around the holidays, but now it's back to the grind. For everyone.
This passageway leads out to 42nd Street. It's one of those you do what you gotta do photos. Grand Central Station looked a lot more festive around the holidays, but now it's back to the grind. For everyone.
posted by The Unbearable Banishment at
10:12 AM
14 Comments:
I've never seen any section of Grand Central that empty.
Jeff: If you get there at 6:30 in the morning you'll encounter a whole lot of quiet.
reminds me of my favorite tunnel - between the United Airlines B/C concourses in chicago. if you hit it at 4am? freakily empty... with neon ceilings and 'rhapsody in blue' plunking from unseen speakers... from your photo, i can almost hear his footfalls.
I'd like to spend at least a week being guided around such an interesting city in the company of yourself.
Kick ass photo!
That's a fantastic photo. Thank you.
Daisy: I love big public spaces before the bustling mobs arrive. They're creepy.
Jimmy: I'd be happy to take anyone for a tour. I feel the weight of expectations!
Ellie: Actually, I thought of posting it in black and white! For real! The architecture would have lent itself nicely.
Marinka: Welcome! No charge. This time.
And not a scrap of litter! Nice.
Ye could teach a lesson or two to some people over here! :¬)
Great shot...and congrats on the love from AAYSR...good on you.
now that is a kick ass photo. i can almost imagine the guy, brushing sleep cobwebs from his brain as he sets out on his latest business adventure.
Map: Grand Central is usually pretty litter-free. It's the thorough cleaning crews. Not the thoughtful people.
HIF: Thanks! Isn't that something?! I'm so excited! I'm like a child looking for parental approval.
Gnu: On many mornings, that guy is ME!
I'm soooo having a hard time adjusting to life, to reality, to the routine. I just can't handel it.
My favourite times in a city are when it's that quiet. Bloody love it when there's no one else about, it makes somewhere seem like a completely different place. I know London without the crowds is insanely eery. Is that how you spell eery? I don't think I've ever written it before.
I'm playing blog catch up so just saw your response. Gives me a chuckle! You should have tried the black and white. Occasionally there is a pic that is too good in colour and I am severely tempted. Hope you're over your post Xmas blues. They are hard things indeed. I don't remember really suffering them until 3 years ago.
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