Last spring I had the opportunity to revisit New York City and its gorgeous Central Park. The last time I’ve been to NYC before that was in December for Christmas during freezing cold winter and Central Park was covered with snow. Springtime Central Park felt different, blue skies with fluffy clouds, and the trees just starting to grow again in all colors, there was something enchanting about it.
During that visit to Central I also had the unfortunate experience of losing my wallet with all my IDs and experiencing total panic with only two hours left to make it to the airport to catch my outgoing flight, but a sudden unexpected Facebook friend request and a few messages later I got back my wallet from someone who found it at the park and Facebooked me to come meet. There’s nothing like losing it all and then getting it all back just in time for everything to work out to really make you feel that there’s still hope for mankind and that Central Park must have somekind of goodwill magic.
So, here are my impressions of Central Park in New York City during March…