Funny that no matter how many times I am in the Village…I always seem to get lost and found.
It’s no longer a grid but just a mish-mosh of streets that ultimately connect in a fairly logical way when I’m not thinking about it. But when I am leading the way, as the “local,” it’s all but assumed that I will get myself turned around.
Case in point…walking, walking, looking for Bleecker Street…only to realize a few blocks later, we have been walking on it. All I can do is shake my head and laugh.
I have walked these streets countless times, but always to get to a specific destination…a restaurant, an apartment or to get from point A to point B.
I also realized, that I don’t think about or pay much attention to the places I pass. Our group stumbled upon cute boutiques and jewelry stores. Places that have probably always been there, but I just never stopped inside.
It was nice to ‘smell the roses’ today.