In New York City there is a Mecca for book lovers
I’ve been to NYC many times but I’ve never been to the Strand.
I am afraid if I went, my head might explode.
I am not kidding.
This man can go to the Strand, after you read his story, you can see that only the bravest bookworm can go to the Strand.
Excerpted from Humans of New York: “In November of 42, my unit was building airstrips in Scotland when we received an order to pack up our things. They put us on ships in the middle of the night. You couldn’t see anything, and they didn’t tell us where we were going. When the sun came up, we saw that we were part of a giant convoy. There were hundreds of ships, all across the horizon: cruisers, destroyers, transport ships. It looked just like a movie. Turns out we were headed to Algeria. When we hit the Strait of Gibraltar, all the ships had to come together, which made us vulnerable to air attacks. So suddenly the sky was filled with British fighters giving us cover. Tons of them. When we landed, we built runways so that the Allies could supply their North African operations. I was behind the lines because I was an engineer, but the Germans were hitting us pretty hard in North Africa. I remember all the boys heading toward the front on tanks. Lines and lines of them. They knew it was the real thing this time, so their faces looked pretty grim. “
Do you like people-watching? Do you like big cities? New York might be the place for you. I like to read the blog Humans of New York to catch a glimpse into the life in the Big Apple.
Have you ever been to New York? What did you do?
Like a big apple,