Even though I've passed the staircase (that leads up to a UNLOCKED GATE no less!) literally hundreds of times, it's never occurred to me to see what's up there. Or maybe I just assumed it must be off limits. Or not be very interesting or else the landlady would have TOLD me it's off limits.
After living here for nearly a year - it finally dawned it me that it might be something good. For all I knew, there could be a jacuzzi up there. And a pool. With cabana boys.
So today, in honor of my life list, I tiptoed up there. This is it:
OK, not so much an LA-style paradise as a NY-style roof where, say, people might sit on their lunch hours trying to grab a tan. At least now I know!
Besides, it's sturdy enough to bring my own inflatable pool, and for that matter, private enough to bring my own cabana boy (preferably not of the inflatable variety).
4 comments:
You could put down some turf and try putting practice… hmmm is that on your list?
Don't knock NYC roofs ... I grew up in NYC and many of my happiest moments occurred on my roof.
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To the owner of this blog, how far youve come?
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