You can dress them up, give them fancy names likes lofts, or townhouses, or penthouses or studios... But really, we all just live in apartments.
And apartments are great. They have great views, roof access, doorman, elevator (sometimes). And they enable all of the millions of people on this island to all live stacked up on top of each other.
The one thing that apartments don't have, however, is backyards... Unless you do in fact live in the Penthouse and are the proud and rare owner of a private rooftop garden... So in other words, unless you are a billionaire trust fund baby.
And I am not a billionaire trust fund baby.
However! As I was walking through Central Park on Saturday, where the Great Lawn and the Pinetum were packed, I then realised that Central Park is the ginormous communal backyard for the huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
And the second any decent weather hits, what do we do? Play in the backyard. And since last Saturday had more than decent weather, play time it was.
The Great Lawn, the Turtle Pond and the back of the Delacorte Theatre from the top of Belvedere Castle...
Ever the turtles came out for the sun...
Niels and me, storming the castle...
This makes me want to write a whole new verse for, "Oh, What Do You Do In The Summertime?"
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