The Tourist is an unbelievably bad movie. I feel bad for Johnny Depp because I think he’s actually a good actor and should not be having those ridiculous lines with Angelina Jolie who only knows how to toss her hair beautifully and show the best angles of her thick lips. But I guess the movie at least made one point–being a tourist in a new city is always an adventure.
I heard people say you can’t call yourself a true New Yorker if you don’t live in the city for six years. Lately I heard the number has increased to ten years. I guess that might be because the real New York City has become even harder to figure out, with more tourists (I bet a lot of them are from China), the dysfunctional Wall Street, weird commuters from New Jersey (like me) and more dogs that perhaps cost more money on food every month than I do. Anyway, how would I know? I just moved to this area only a bit over a year ago and I don’t even live in the city. So I guess even though I know a few streets of the city, I’m pretty much still a tourist to New York City.
So here is a little piece of the big city through a tourist’s eyes and lens on an ordinary Saturday in the summer.
Note the commercial on that blue screen is about a Chinese city called Chengdu, my home town!
I was trying to remember when was the last time I was on a MTA bus. Failed!
NYC Cab Yellow
The Empire State Building looks pretty different
A B&W photo always feels more elegant and classy
@Union Square Farmers Market, better than Whole Foods across the street
Love the color
Those guys must be smart. But why I don't see an Asian??? Weird!
Szechuan Fusion 