We walked off the dry bus full of warmth and comfort and stepped down into a steady rain at Bryant Park.
New York City.
The hustle and bustle on a day greeted with the masses. A swarm of umbrellas with ever color you could think of. Steady flow and pace moving forward on the city blocks in a trance like state with eyes in front.
Smooth as riding an escalator with millions of people moving.
The drizzle held form throughout the day but we managed to get through with ease all the places we wanted to go and see.
Visually seductive everywhere and if people watching and tall buildings are your thing any kind of weather doesn’t matter.
The sea of movement and colors just keeps on performing like a never-ending dance of energy.