The next day I had fresh orange juice, cafe latte and delicious fresh food at a family run cafe. It was a very hot day. The staff were stunning and unique in style.
I walked to Central Park and was so hungry when I arrived that I bought a total mish mash of food all in one box from a fresh foods counter. I found a comfortable spot on a spectator's baseball bench. I watched the game while eating my food and shared a relaxed conversation with a man sitting a few metres away. We were the only ones there apart from a guy sleeping on the bottom bench with a security tag left on his trousers.
Afterwards I strolled towards another game where I peered through the metal mesh fence. There was a guy sat next to me on a wheelchair who advised me not to put my fingers through the wire and then showed me his hands which had big bruised lumps clearly from where he had been hit with a baseball ball multiple times doing exactly what I was doing.
As I walked through the park there were some handsome men walking in my direction. As they walked past one of them farted very loudly and sniggered to himself after. A guy sat nearby on a bench looked horrified and remarked 'jeez man, you shit your pants?!'. I found it hilarious!
There is so much to do and see in Central Park, I could have given it 3 days before I'd have been satisfied that I'd seen it all. The horse and carriages looked as though they had stepped out of a fairy tale. The reservoir was enormous and had a rainbow shining through the fountain in the middle. A cool breeze was coming off the water in its vastness. I visited a small castle, saw a gathering with Jewish dancing, kids running around picking up leaves, a river with old rowing boats surrounded by banks of green grass. I lay in the warmth of the sun for a while taking in the day.
There was music everywhere. I rested on a bench while a woman snoozed on the bench adjacent and we enjoyed classical Jazz together from a trio in our satisfied silence. There were big oak trees and I saw a couple getting married next to a stunning fountain which looked crystal in the sunlight. The highlight was when I came across rollerbladers who wore brightly coloured outfits and had massive afros. They danced on their blades doing salsa in pairs and pirouettes to funk music being blasted out of a boom box. People stood on the rocks waving vibrant silk flags to the music.
I climbed some rocks in the evening sun where people were lying and enjoying the warm surface while smoking spliffs. Hats and socks off.
I visited China Town on my way back, where I visited a supermarket and bought a careful selection of bits and bobs. At the counter, the lady gave me free rice noodles and recommended an excellent vegetarian place which I ate at straight after. I then bought some tacky New York t-shirts from a shop which seemed to be bursting at the seams with bricka bracka. I haggled my price and left to be on my way home.