Four Days to Go – So Good They Named it Twice
In four days I’m flying to America with the London Gay Men’s Chorus for a twelve-day tour. We’ll be singing in Chicago and New York.
I’m flicking through internet pages, deciding what to do during the few days rest we’ll have in New York.
I’m like a kid in a sweet shop.
There’s so much to see. So much to do. I don’t want to make a wrong choice.
I’ve been to New York many times in my life. I was first there in 1975 on a school trip. That’s when I first fell in love with this loud, brash, grimy, beautiful city.
I returned years later on my honeymoon. My wife and I saw the show 42nd Street on 42nd Street. At the end of the show, we ran to the Port Authority building to catch the last train out to New Jersey, where we were staying.
When I was with the BBC, I filmed there many times. It’s really easy to film in New York. Far easier than London. Everyone in New York likes a film crew. Everyone wants to be on camera.
The last time I was there was in 1997 with my wife and four year old son. The twin towers were still standing then, and we stayed at the magnificently retro Mayflower Hotel on Central Park.
A lot’s changed.
I’ll be staying with my host, also called David, from the New York Gay Men’s Chorus. He lives in Chelsea, just a few blocks from Greenwich Village. He’s lending me a Citibike pass so I can ride around Manhatten on a bicycle.
That will be interesting. I’d better go and check out my insurance.
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