If there was one thing I wanted to see in New York it was the Guggenheim museum designed by Frank Lloyd Wright. It is without a doubt one of the most amazing pieces of architectural design in modern history and one that I’d studied way back in high school. There’s only one other building in the world that I would truly love to see first hand and that would be Le Corbusier’s masterpiece Villa Savoye, hmmm actually let’s chuck in Gehry’s Spanish Guggenheim too, Bilbao. Anyway, enough with the architectural appreciation class lets all focus on my utter disappointment to be greeted (after walking five blocks and taking two trains to the other end of freaking Manhattan island I might add!) with the lovely image that lies above. Let’s just sugar coat this one and say I was slightly “peeved” at my luck. I’m sure many of you are thinking “its just a building, get over it”, but let me explain something to you my little friends… you’re wrong! I want my Guggenheim damn you! F@#kers!

Right, now that I have that out of my system lets move on to what else has been happening. New York is crazy town, no way to describe exactly how much fun I’m having here and how awesome this place really is. All those people I’ve thought are wankers by wearing those “I [heart] NY” t-shirts, well you’re still wankers but what’s written on the t-shirt is exactly how I feel about this place. Can you say “give-me-a-green-card”? Woah, woah hang on a minute, let’s not get ahead of ourselves here… I must say that the weather (apart from the God like Noah & the Ark styled rain on Tuesday) has been incredible and I’d really need to see how this place operates when it snows here. That’s OK though, just gives me an excuse to visit in the off season! Mwahaha, cheap, cheap!

My hotel is a shoe-box, I’m not even going to bother any of you with a picture because half the photo would be one bare wall there’s so little to fit in the shot! Mmmmm, what else? Oh! I ran out of unmentionables yesterday and the rather uppity front desk staff informed me there was no Laundromat nearby but they could of course wash clothes for me at US$3 an item. Needless to say I declined and went on a mission to Macy’s to purchase some to tied me over until my next stop that fortunately includes washing facilities and low and behold on the way back I passed a Laundromat less than a block from my hotel. Arseholes!

Times Square is incredible, so much going on, so many people! It’s like all of Australia got dumped here and they all want to walk down Broadway! Speaking of which, I went and saw Monty Python’s musical “Spamalot” which is based on their movie “The Holy Grail”. Now I’m not really one for musicals, although… strangely I’ve seen three now this year, hmmm…. yes; as I was saying, I’m not really one for musicals but this was one of the funniest things I’ve seen! If you’re a fan of Monty Python or enjoy British based dry humour I highly suggest you check this thing out, and I say that because it’s opening in Melbourne this November! I’ll be going again, oh crap that’d make four musicals in a year….

The subway system is insane, at first glance it looks like you need a nuclear physics degree to understand it but after a day on them it really couldn’t be easier or more convenient. Up until today I’d had all sane people on the carriages with me, even at night, which had been a let down but today was most definitely nutter day with almost every ride being usurped by someone announcing their name’s and plea/sermen to the other passengers. My particular favourite was a rather tall man that required a hankie to wipe away drool with every second word informing the women of the carriage that he was available for any adultery requirements regardless of god’s wrath. Highly entertaining, as long as you avert your eyes and don’t take any notice of them. Harmless fun.

Other than all of that I have done the tourist thing and gone to the top of Rockefeller Centre or “Top of the Rock” as they call it, did that instead of the Empire State because it was a five minute wait compared to five hours, and this afternoon after the bitter disappointment of the Guggenheim I strolled through kilometre upon kilometre of Central Park. One word for both experiences… beautiful. There’s plenty of pictures from both of those and everywhere else I’ve been in New York so far here.