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And that’s how I am feeling lately. Up all night, then lay down for a few hours. I am not sure why I haven’t been sleeping lately, but it lead me to write this blog. So, maybe it’s not such a bad thing. Today, Rose and I are going to New York City. She won tickets to see a band called Cavo at the Hard Rock Cafe in Times Square. Pretty cool, right? She’s pretty lucky at winning things like that. I personally suck at winning much of anything.
I really enjoy the city. I will admit that I haven’t been a ton of times, but each time I do, it is amazing. There is so much to see and do there. I started out in the late 90s going down for the New York International Auto Show at the Jacob Javits Center. As you may have noticed, I am a huge car junkie. At the auto show, you get to see all of the new cars, as well as some concept cars that may turn into future production cars.
The first time I went down, I was like Jethro from the Beverly Hillbillies. I know. Pathetic. I grew up in a very small town. I was amazed by the buildings. I remember walking from our hotel up to Times Square and hitting a restaurant at 1am for dinner. It seemed so unreal back then. Now, it seems perfectly normal.
Back in 2008, I got a rare opportunity. A friend of mine writes a blog and he asked us to join him as Press at the PhotoPlusExpo. I was glad to accept his offer. We took the train down to the city and headed to the Javits Center. It was amazing. All of the big names were there. Nikon, Canon, Manfrotto, Calumet, Adorama, B&H…you name it in the camera industry and they were there.
After the show, we met up with my TCRPMG co-organizer Angela and her husband. We walked around the city and eventually ended up in Times Square. By the time we got there, we were starving, and having a hard time deciding what to eat with all of the choices that were there. We ended up going to the Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. right in Times Square. I do not recommend it. The seafood was not great, even though the service was.
Here are some of the pictures that I took that day. I hope you enjoy them.
As I said earlier in this post, we will be heading to the Hard Rock in Times Square. Here are a few pics I took in the Hard Rock while we were there.
Have you been to New York City? Tell me about it. What did you like? Not like?
And no, for once that is NOT a LOST reference.
From time to time, you will read posts from me about “back home” in Virginia. Today’s blog is about another town close to where I grew up. The town is called Cape Charles. Growing up, it was a very poor town, with a lot of run down houses and old businesses that aren’t open anymore. Over the past five or ten years, the town has been revived. There are now gated communities, beautiful homes and golf courses designed by Arnold Palmer and Jack Nicklaus. It was quite a nice surprise to drive into town back in December and see the wonderful changes that have been made over the years.
Cape Charles is just 15 miles or so North of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel. I learned a neat tidbit of information on this trip. My grandmother told me that my grandfather used to take the ferry from Virginia Beach to Cape Charles back in the ’50s before the bridge was built. He was in the Navy, stationed in Norfolk, VA and would hitchhike from Virginia to Massachusetts when he had leave. Can you imagine that? He would hitchhike 500 miles to get home. Back then it was safe to do. In his travels, he loved the area so much that he moved the family there in 1973 and lived there until he passed in 2006. He was then, and always will be, my hero.
My grandmother asked me to drive her through the town so she could see the changes that had been made, as it is 30 or so miles South of her house. We were pleasantly surprised. I even grabbed a few pictures. When you come into town, they have a water tower that has been decorated to look like a lighthouse.
There were some old train cars by the harbor that made for great shots. They look like they have been well maintained over the years and some may even still be in service.
As my title implies, there were cotton fields in Cape Charles. I had no idea they grew it there. I was driving by the field and was like “what the?” “Is that cotton?” It sure was.
At the entrance to one of the gated communities, there was a small pond with a magnificent bronze sculpture of a man fishing with his dog.
Have you ever been to Cape Charles, or even heard of it?