Oh Dog, you Sleuth!

I got to take a car into work today, which was a first for me because I had this media drive with me that I didn’t feel safe letting a courier service deliver. None of this seemed very interesting until somewhere in the West Village, I drove past the basketball court where the Tina Turner “What’s Love Got To Do With It?” video was shot. And it kind of freaked me out cause I spent an entire day kicking around this neighborhood when I was 18 and helping out a classmate make a documentary about her deceased father. And since I’ve moved back, this has been one of those pockets of NY that I totally couldn’t locate on a map of the city. I spent a lot of time walking around town ten years ago and when I left, I only had this really foggy notion of the layout of town. I think this is mainly because I would always take the subway from neighborhood to neighborhood. I remember someone telling me that you could WALK from Grand Central to Battery Park and I thought they were insane. And this was back in ‘92 before you could buy a pass, so each time it was a buck fifty (or am I completely mis-remembering this? anyone?). And so I started thinking about how cool it is when a town is still these pockets of places that you aren’t sure how they connect. Like when you visit a new town and check it out and when you leave you can’t really draw it on a map. NYC is closing in on me in the sense that I’m getting better at knowing where I am and how to find stuff. But in the end you kind of miss the mystery factor. Though I’m not sure I could find that basketball court if I needed to.
I got the studio forty five minutes early and I was locked out AND it was freezing cold. So I ended up at this fancy diner (above). I was the only one in there except for these women two tables down. And they were totally doing the Sex and City thing. Like they were all meeting before work. One was even wearing surgial scrubs. They were all talking about what they did the night before. It was exactly like Sex and the City. And there was that special joy when you see the fake thing happening in real life.

Does anyone know or ever walked the high line? It’s one of the things I really want to do when the weather finally becomes nice. I’ve seen regular looking people walking around up there. Any tips are appreciated.