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Nella's Adventures in Old New York.
Last night, my roommate and I went to a free Murder Mystery interactive performance at the Tenement Museum, located on Orchard St. in the Lower East Side. Even though the groups where HUGE and we were rushed through the investigation and in declaring who the murderer was (…mainly, by the murderer running in, brandishing a leather knife and screaming that yes, he’d done it), it was a great program, a ton of fun, and really did a great job in immersing you in the period and flavor of the Lower East Side of the 1870’s.
The story was based off the 1873 Ryan case, a murder of a brother and a sister in a tenement on Broome Street. I asked a few good investigative questions (one good thing about having flirted with forensic anthropology in my day), and the chap who turned out to be the murderer was one of my top two suspects! But I think the reason I enjoyed last night so much was because one of my hands-down favorite book series is Caleb Carr’s Alienist series (and yes, I’m STILL hoping against hope for a 3rd book), and for a bit of time I got to pretend I was one of those characters, combing the city for clues while a corrupt municipal city government can’t see what all the FUSS is about over ANOTHER murder in the Lower East Side. Dorky, I know. Silly, mayhaps. Good fun in one of my favorites parts of the city to walk around? YOU BET YOUR ASS.
However, last night I also realized how long it’s been since I’ve walking around lower Manhattan. It used to be that getting me to go above Union Square was a rare event indeed, but since my move to Queens that has definitely flipped, and much to my chagrin.
And unexpected pleasure was taking the M train, of all things. Took the M train into Manhattan rather than the usual F, and enjoyed ever moment of it. Why? Because in Queens, the M is elevated, giving a body with two eyes and a less jaded soul the opportunity to gaze upon the New York that happens above street level; the fire escape hideaways, the tree tops and the rooftop gardens. Also, there’s the view of Manhattan in all its glory as you cross the Williamsburg Bridge. It may be a bit of a bother, but methinks I’ll have to take the M more often.
In other news and thanks to fark.com, I am now in the know about an AMAZING blog, Scouting NY. …Anyone else want to write and film a sketch for the last 4 phone booths in NYC?
Talking about phone booths, I’m growing spoiled by working in an historic building. I’m DYING to film something using the 3 wooden phone booths we have at my work place; old-fashioned, claustrophobic, and with a handy light that goes on when you close the door. I have an idea for them, now I just need the balls to ask those in the know if I AM allowed to do some filming in the building, or if they would make me pay as it would be for a sketch thingie.
Hrum…
The story was based off the 1873 Ryan case, a murder of a brother and a sister in a tenement on Broome Street. I asked a few good investigative questions (one good thing about having flirted with forensic anthropology in my day), and the chap who turned out to be the murderer was one of my top two suspects! But I think the reason I enjoyed last night so much was because one of my hands-down favorite book series is Caleb Carr’s Alienist series (and yes, I’m STILL hoping against hope for a 3rd book), and for a bit of time I got to pretend I was one of those characters, combing the city for clues while a corrupt municipal city government can’t see what all the FUSS is about over ANOTHER murder in the Lower East Side. Dorky, I know. Silly, mayhaps. Good fun in one of my favorites parts of the city to walk around? YOU BET YOUR ASS.
However, last night I also realized how long it’s been since I’ve walking around lower Manhattan. It used to be that getting me to go above Union Square was a rare event indeed, but since my move to Queens that has definitely flipped, and much to my chagrin.
And unexpected pleasure was taking the M train, of all things. Took the M train into Manhattan rather than the usual F, and enjoyed ever moment of it. Why? Because in Queens, the M is elevated, giving a body with two eyes and a less jaded soul the opportunity to gaze upon the New York that happens above street level; the fire escape hideaways, the tree tops and the rooftop gardens. Also, there’s the view of Manhattan in all its glory as you cross the Williamsburg Bridge. It may be a bit of a bother, but methinks I’ll have to take the M more often.
In other news and thanks to fark.com, I am now in the know about an AMAZING blog, Scouting NY. …Anyone else want to write and film a sketch for the last 4 phone booths in NYC?
Talking about phone booths, I’m growing spoiled by working in an historic building. I’m DYING to film something using the 3 wooden phone booths we have at my work place; old-fashioned, claustrophobic, and with a handy light that goes on when you close the door. I have an idea for them, now I just need the balls to ask those in the know if I AM allowed to do some filming in the building, or if they would make me pay as it would be for a sketch thingie.
Hrum…
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