One of my favorite things about traveling is soaking in the energy of wherever I am.
I am endlessly fascinated by people and often spend a large majority of my time people watching. Settle me down at a good cafe in a foreign place and I'm good to go.
Central Park was a perfect same same but different in that regard.
I'll admit it was a somewhat jarring experience moving from the hustle and bustle of the surrounding streets into the "quiet" of the Park but once you get past the change of pace it's a perfect opportunity to be still and soak up the life of the city.
I'm usually pretty adverse to the idea of doing the tourist thing in a place, but the opportunity to explore one of New York's most iconic spots with some of my favorite people could not be passed up.
One of the really cool things about Central Park is that there are plenty of cool monuments and things to see if you want to go that route.
Cleopatra's needle, the Simón Bolívar Monument and Belvedere Castle made our list before we decided to wander into the wilds. It didn't take long for us to fall into quiet contemplation, lured into the slower currents of our mind by the fresh air and brilliant colors of fall.
There were so many little gems hidden along the twisting paths of the park, but I have to say that my favorite part of our wander was when we finally ended up at the Bethesda Terrace & Fountain. It felt good to be back in the crowds of people. Everyone was taking photos or snuggling close in the brisk air. Horses clip clopped above us as we moved toward the tunnel. There is such energy in this city!
The terrace itself is two levels, united by two grand staircases and the top level gives a great view of the lake. And the fountain, an eight-foot statue depicting a female winged angel, unveiled in 1873, was magnificent to behold.
As we weaved our way through the mass of people, we noticed a crowd forming at the mouth of the tunnel. Naturally we moved closer and lingered as the two people there prepared to begin their act. I kid you not, when these two began to sing my jaw actually dropped. I may or may not have cried because it was so beautiful. Unfortunately the only videos I could find were awful quality and I wouldn't suggest them to anyone, but if you ever have a chance to see Tribal Baroque in Central Park, I highly suggest it.
In the end I'm happy to say that while I wasn't sure what to expect, I would definitely prioritize this as one of the things that actually needs to be experienced while in NYC. There is nothing like walking a long path as leaves drift down like snow from the treetops-- but if you do happen to go in fall like I did, make sure you are prepared! It was a wee bit nipply.
wander on my friends,
and as always-- stay wild. xx