if you’re lucky enough to have a commute that ends in Grand Central Station, a bit of beauty awaits just beyond all the train turmoil.
Sure, you don’t have even a New York minute to stop and appreciate it. Still, knowing it’s all around you, as you rush like a maniac, does make the daily grind a little brighter.
My very first year in New York I was in and out of Grand Central every day. It was a New York dream. I still think this transit hub is magical.
Especially when you compare it to Port Authority or Penn Station. Which really isn’t fair. There’s no comparison.
Walking through Grand Central feels like a scene out of a movie. Anything that happens under a ceiling like this has a bit of grandeur.
I remember standing under this ceiling with my very first New York boyfriend on our first date. We pointed up at our zodiac signs and star gazed in the most concrete jungle way possible. Every time I look up at this ceiling now, I see the little brown rectangle in the northwest corner and I think of him.
See it? It’s small and tricky to see. If a cute boy points it out to you, you’ll have to get very, very close to him so he can help guide your eyes.
That dark rectangle is what the whole ceiling looked like before undergoing a massive cleaning in the 1990s. Can you imagine? (A Google search tells me it’s most commonly referred to as the “dark patch” or “dirty spot”.)
This is a perfect fact to tell a New York loving girl if you want to impress her on your first date.
After dazzling me with his dirty spot knowledge, he kissed me for the very first time, under this ceiling of stars. It was the most romantic thing my 22 year old self had ever experienced.
Still rates near the top of that list almost ten years later!
It’s not just me though. There’s something nostalgic and romantic about all old train stations, don’t you think?
Have you ever been to Grand Central? Commute out of it every day? Want to share a story of a your romantic first kiss? LI’d love to hear it all in the comments!