blurry nights

New York is one of those places that you don’t really need to know where you’re going, or what your plan is for the night.  Sometimes you leave the house and return at a very normal time.   Then there are those other random instances where you leave, and you return only after a whirlwind of an evening in which you are left with a few random photos, recollection of a taxi ride or two, and a very large smile.

Shown above are old photos from my first year in New York City, taken in February 2008.  I took them on a night when my camera broke, and every image turned out blurry.  It was a slight disappointment, but in the end I thought that these photos captured both the lights of city and the theme of that blurry night.  You see, we started out at dinner on 47th street.  There were 10 of us.  We slowly made our way downtown to a hookah bar on 1st ave, then finished up bar hopping in the East Village until the early morning, running into different groups of friends a long the way.  It was a mixture of old friends from Vermont, new friends from New York, friends from trips to Brazil and Santa Barbara and other random acquaintances.  In New York, that’s possible.  Isn’t that wild?

There is so much sensation floating around New York at any given moment.  It is easy to get caught up in the energy and the lights while wandering from bars to restaurants back to bars, both dodging and embracing all these people.  Sometimes it really does feel like a blur.

But there are always those moments where you snap back in to it, like when you suddenly recognize that person across the platform…

And that’s enough to remind you of your bearings.  Then before you know it, the night is over.  You wake up the next morning and the excitement from the evening has warn off.  Embrace your blurry nights – they capture adventures unique only to this City.