Visiting the Nike House of Hoops in Harlem..
Kicks of pro players (in their actual sizes – smallest was a 12 in Steve Nash)
As for the rest of life in The City..
The office.. next to Radio City and waayy to close to all the 5th Ave shopping.
Unfortunately, I missed this in the ATL:
The Brit collects her Mark Teixiera bobblehead. All I gotta say, is thank god for eBay. I too will have my TexMex bobble.
Kissena, the team that at some point I’ll be riding with this summer. (Yay for UVA colors). Who knew that it would take over a month for the bruises from getting run over by bikes (twice) to go away?
Speaking of which, what do a Tour de France Champion (Alberto Contador) and I have in common? Turns out, we both like to fracture our elbows!
“The 2007 Tour de France winner crashed during Saturday’s eighth stage to Tivoli. He finished in the bunch on both Saturday and Sunday but an x-ray carried during Monday’s rest day revealed a small fissure fracture at the head of the radius bone of his left forearm.”
Neverfear, living in New York will not deprive me of my favorite clothing store ever: there’s a Ralph Lauren Rugby store in the Village.
The subway is a place of marvel for a small town southerner. The things I’ve seen in one week.. most notably, the guys who were breakdancing in a relatively full train, doing flips on the pole/handrails and a two-person somersault down the aisle. It was absolutely ridic, in a good way. Other ridiculous things happen on the subway that don’t need to be mentioned.
(Two-person somersault example here.. but the subway one was way better)
In regards to the legend of the $18 mani/pedi in NYC: it’s TRUE.