On the Hudson

The Hudson river flows (N to S) through Eastern New York. When mom and I visited Ghetty Square to get my passport, we also made sure to take a look at the river while we were there.

Just behind the Yonkers train station, there is a nice view of the water surrounded by Rockland counties, the Washington Bridge (to the far left) and a boat house (where there are tours and fishing).

Most of Yonker’s most important buildings are here. There’s the DMV (Department of Motor vehicles;  where one gets their driver’s licence or renews car ownership/plates) as well as Yonkers Postal Office (the main branch office, where one goes for a passport– which isn’t cheap by the way!)

The city is also trying to revitalize the area by making gardens, condos, and public places filled with interesting stores.


South West Yonkers

I needed to go to Ghetty Square to apply for a passport. Lately, the city has been trying to revitalize the area by adding new stores and restoring the waterfront. This area used to be hidden beneath a parking lot, but has been uncovered and worked to be a meeting place. The river you see is the Saw Mill. It flows under the Yonkers train station and into the Hudson river. More pictures are to come.

A Walk in the Park

I went with my brother to the Bronx River bike path the other day. It was nice to get out and walk around on a day where it wasn’t too hot or too overcast.

He picked me up from the Buddhist Temple I practice at and we stopped off for a snack before checking out the Bronxville section of the path. Ironically, while walking the path we encountered a traditional Buddhist monk. Nice guy.

When I was in high school (before I found out there was a bus closer to my school that ran a lot more frequently) I would spend my time walking this path or in a near by resturant.

I have a lot of fond memories of this place. Of bringing friends there and talking about anything and everything. Fondly I remember an embarassing incident when I grabbed from my friend’s wallet before realizing it wasn’t his wallet. Good times, good times. (lol)

I see this park (?) every time I go to work, as the train I take runs parallel to the bike path, which runs parallel to a parkway. There’s a wide point in the river that I always considered a small lake (I know it’s too small to be an actual lake, but besides the ocean, it’s the biggest body of water I’ve ever seen) that is a total blast to walk around. It’s about a 20 minute walk.

If you are ever in the area, be sure to check it out.

Japan but Not Really

Brooklyn, actually. More pictures from Hanami. If I remember right, these items were imported from Japan.

Above is a traditional garden house, usually used for enjoying the garden while drinking tea or perhaps reading. I would have really liked to go in, but it was incredibly tiny and there was a long line with a lot of people. So, I didn’t.

Across is a torii gate. You usually find them at the entrance to a shrine.

Then, net to the garden house was an old lantern. The inscription was insanely difficult, being made up mostly of old stylized kanji characters. It had an English translation somewhere near by I suppose, but I couldn’t find it.