It was also my very first time skiing. I had had a few moments of cross-country skiing before, but very little — and never downhill. But after New Year’s, we drove to Killington in Vermont for a prolonged weekend of downhill skiing. I believe in challenging the boundaries, which meant a lot of falling in the beginning, but nothing serious.

I think it went well, and on day three I was running the black slopes. Admittedly, they are not the same as the Austrian black slopes, but still. I’m as hooked on this, as I am on water skiing, and have already booked a trip to go to Davos with some friends later this year.

The rest of my vacation was spent on Manhattan, with a couple of detours to Long Island and New Jersey to test drive cars (and my first ever visit to Wal-Mart). As I’ve said before, writing page up and down about New York doesn’t make too much sense to me. Instead, here is a couple of the take-aways:

• Breakfast keeps getting better and better. Delicatessen on Prince st makes my favourite french toast, and the Moroccan on Mott st is great for low key, with a twist (can’t find it online, but it’s on Mott between Houston and Prince)
• Shopping went overboard. Odin is one of my top new fashion stores, but for some very strange reason I didn’t buy anything there. Big mistake. Marc Jacobs keeps ruling the Village and continues to open new stores (now an extra men’s store on W 4 st and Bank). And, Jack Spade now has an extra store on Bleecker. It’s bigger than their other store, well worth a visit.
• Freemans was one of the best dining experiences I have had in New York. It is a hidden treasure — and it really is hidden. You walk up a relatively narrow alley, pass a barber shop in order to get to it. They make great food — and also great Manhattans.

It was cold, but it was great to spend time with Jesper and Mia, who again seized the opportunity to play personal shopper for a day.

Back in Copenhagen, I’m now listening to the new A Camp (Nina Persson’s side kick next to the Cardigans) album, Colonia, which was released yesterday (in Scandinavia, other countries to follow). I loved their first album, and am also very keen on this one.

So far my favourite tracks are Bear on the Beach, Love Has Left the Room, Golden Teeth and Silver Medals, It’s Not Easy to be Human, The Weed Had Got There First. Go listen on MySpace.

And they play in Vega on March 31. Spring is looking great already.

More photos here.

Towards the end of the trip, I found out through a comment deeply buried on a website somewhere, that the album was not due out until some time in July. I downloaded it off the iTunes store the minute it was released. (Still not in the Danish store — got it through the US store.)

Little Jackie’s debut album, The Stoop, was worth the wait and a great album. It is very up-beat; think a mix of R&B, pop, and hip-hop — maybe indie rock/pop or indie R&B is a better description. The sound of the band is street/NYC and refreshing with many nuances and peculiarities, such as the use of wood wind instruments. Even though it is probably programmed, it gives it a small jazzy touch. I like it.

My favourite songs are The Stoop, The Whole World Should Revolve Around Me, Liked You Better Before, LOL, and One Love. Two of these are available for listening on the Little Jackie MySpace page along with an additional two songs from the album. If you like this style of music and the previews, I am guessing you will like the album as much as I.

The driving forces behind it are Imani Coppola, who sings and writes the songs as far as I have understood, and Adam Pallin (DJ’ing/programming the music). Imani has a long list of releases behind her, a lot of which she has done herself. Unfortunately I haven’t had the opportunity to give it a good listen through, but I would be glad to hear if you have had.

In other music from the strange and weird fact file, I am looking forward to the latest album of the Verve which will hit the ground in August. Listen to their single Love is Noise here.

Writing up and down about New York doesn’t make so much sense anymore. Instead, let me highlight four peculiarities beyond the usual dining, clubbing and shopping:

• The best Cuban restaurant ever
  On the corner of Prince and Elizabeth is Cafe Habana — one of the top restaurants in the “everyday” range, that I have ever been to — a very low key, Cuban restaurant with a nice and busy Latin feel to it. It is impossible to book a table, so people wait in line on the street for more than an hour to get to eat there. While waiting for our table, we stood in the bar drinking Mojitos (great Mojitos). The bartender, a great, relaxed guy, with a lot of humour, mixed the one Mojito after another as if he were a machine. After having seen some thirty Mojitos fly by, we started wondering what the few drops of black liquid he put into the Mojitos, when starting mixing. After speculating in East and West, we finally asked: “Cuban nature medicine,” he answered, “it’s makes it taste better — and then you can also say that you’re drinking a healthy Mojito.”
• Roosevelt Island — what a bore
  When I was in New York the last time with Christoffer (last summer), we were eager to try the tram from Manhattan to Roosevelt Island, but never got around to it. This was of course on the to-do list for this trip, and the short ride with the tram was exciting as any picturesque vue of the Manhattan is. But the Island itself was incredibly boring. The Queensboro bridge crosses over the south end, which is rather noisy. There was simply nothing to do, but to grab a Starbucks coffee (yes, Starbucks had found their way to this otherwise godforsaken island) and take a walk around the north tip of it. The tram ride was nice, but don’t waste time on the island itself. Below a picture from Roosevelt Island towards Manhattan, and a glimpse of the tram that takes you back and forth.

  

• Williamsburg and Flushing Avenue
  We took out a day for the allegedly hip Williamsburg neighbourhood, and decided to take the Brooklyn Bridge stroll, and then head north. Let me just be the first to say: Don’t do that. To get to Williamsburg by foot from Soho via Brooklyn bridge involves 10 km and a completely dead walk on Flushing avenue in Brooklyn (I mean completely dead — no places to stop for Coke, ice cream, anything). Arriving at Williamsburg, finally, we find out that it is actually an orthodox Jewish neighbourhood, which by itself is very fascinating. That was one cultural side to New York I had never seen before. Continuing the walk through Williamsburg, we finally ended up in the allegedly hip part, but we were so tired that we didn’t manage to go to any of the cool galleries there. We stopped at the first, cool cafe we could find (there are numerous cool places to eat there — highly recommendable) and walked around a little afterwards to feel the atmosphere. All in all, a cool neighbourhood, that I have to go back to, but next time using the subway which goes directly out of Manhattan and smack down in the middle of the bohème part of Williamsburg.
• The Shampoo store on BWAY
  I had been thoroughly instructed by my big sister to bring back Redken shampoo. Fortunately, Jesper and Mia knew a dedicated shampoo store on Broadway, east side, south of Houston, with all you could ever dream of in shampoo, skin care, and the like products — in normal sizes and super sizes — and at a price that made my sister faint. (I think a quarter to a third of the price in Denmark.) I’ll have to go there again.

Finally, the weather was great and it was great to see Mia and Jesper again — with beer on the balcony, wonderful cup cakes that Mia had found from the Magnolia baker in the Village, and much more. One morning, I even ditched my usual personal shopper (Christoffer), and went out with Mia. She is a great shopping companion, and can’t wait to go out with her again.

Below, Christoffer, Jesper, and I are on the rooftop terrace of Jesper’s apartment building.

We’re just about to head out to dinner, but I just wanted to post a quick picture before that. The star photographer behind the camera is Christoffer.

The photo taken from inside the atrium of a shopping centre at Columbus Circle, which is at the Southwest corner of Central Park (map), overlooking the circle itself, a statue of Christopher Columbus, and Central Park South (the street in the picture).

It is so incredibly warm here, it is hard to believe, but I guess that’s what you get from visiting the city in July.

I have made a Google album with some of the photos from the trip, that we’ve shot so far; you can find it here. I have also bought a camcorder, so once I return to Denmark and upload the movies to my Mac you’ll get some of those also.

This photograph is from the Awards Banquet of the CBS Case Competition 2006 in March. Christoffer is the one on the right.

The second premise
Another one of my favourite sites on the web is Google Maps–and especially derivative sites such as the GMap Pedometer and FindVej (Danish). The site is lightning fast compared to other map services on the web.

Conclusion
Why shouldn’t you map the conversations that have been overheard in New York City on a map? Well, someone did it, and they used Google Maps–they call it Overplot.

From when I lived in NYC. Read more about the Statue of Liberty at Wikipedia.