OK, I have to start this off with a beef…
I can’t get a good cup of coffee. I mean, for a country that is supposed to be renown for its coffee, so far the best I can say for it is, it tastes like bilge water.
It seems that a standard cup of coffee with one shot is basically odd tasting milk. A double shot, if they deign to give you one, tastes a little better.
A triple shot, well now we’re getting close to what a single shot tastes like where I come from in Australia.
I’m beginning to believe that what we call coffee in our country, would not be very acceptable here as it is too strong.
The biggest problem I have is getting anyone who serves to understand what I want. I ask for medium and I either get a small or a large. I ask for a small, I get a large or a medium, and pointing directly at the cup I want gets no response whatsoever.
Is it because they cannot understand Australian?
I mean I speak English, but I’m resigned to the fact unless I make it myself, I’m going to give up.
And, just as a side note, Starbucks do not make coffee. I’m still trying to work out what it was I got the last time I was there.
Now for the good stuff…
Public transport in this city is amazing. I read a lot about the problems New Yorkers seem to have but for me, my experience couldn’t be better.
I had to go from 59th Street, Columbus Circle, to Penn Station Newark. When we set out the only thing we knew was how to get to Columbus Circle. There a very nice New Yorker helped us get underground tickets for the A-line.
At the other end, a Penn Station, a friendly policeman told us where we needed to go, and then a lady in the information center directed us to the platform.
The same happened on the way back. I cannot speak more highly for the people in both New Jersey and New York in helping visitors.
All in all, an interesting day.