Coney Island

It has almost become a mantra, and I repeated it to Kay last night; “Nothing happens on Sunday mornings in the US”. Indeed, my experience has generally been that no-one ventures out before 10:00 and nothing opens before Noon. That proved to be completely false as far as New York is concerned. First warning something was up, was the sound of amplified music out on the street carrying up to the 20th floor and penetrating the double glazing around 07:00. Bleary eyed, I looked out. Where a street food trader had been positioned up to around 04:30 when I got up for the loo, the was now a modest crowd lining Broadway. Turning the television on revealed that the New York Half Marathon was due to set off from Central Park at 07:00. Indeed, seemingly not much later when I looked out, there were one or two runners passing through the glimpse we have along 44th Street, their arrival preceded by cheers.

Channel7 provided a live coverage of pro endings, and as we readied ourselves for the day, we checked on progress outside. The trickle of runners was soon a torrent, and by shortly after 09:00 when we got ourselves outside, the torrent was ongoing. Turns out Times Square is at the 7 mile mark. The winning man had recored a time of a little over an hour and the first woman was about 1:10, according to Channel7. This was nor over two hours, with six miles to go, so the fairest thing I can say is that the runners we saw were starting to feel the strain. Please don’t get me wrong; my new found tolerance for salad bars notwithstanding, I have no aspiration to begin to emulate what these people had accomplished just to get seven miles in two hours.

New York Half Marathon runners enter TImes Square en mass

What I’ve failed to mention thus far is that the temperature was around 30 deg. F. with a typical New York ‘canyon effect’ wind chill. Credit of course to the runners, but just as much so to their supporters who had stood out over two hours in those conditions. Credit also to two guys (I’m sure there were more dotted around the course) who were entertaining the crowds. This duo were a more than accomplished rock act – electric guitar and drums only, no vocals – and their renditions of rock standards were pretty damn good. 

Entertaining the runners & their supporters.

Yes, the drummer is wearing a mask. Against the chill?


 Having watched proceedings for quarter and hour or so, and as the tide of runners abated, we went down to the Subway to await a Downtown train. Turns out the platform was directly below the grating you see in the above photo, so we continued to enjoy the music as we awaited the fairly sparse Sunday morning service. Eventually an R train appeared and we boarded, knowing we’d have to swap to an N train at Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn in order to reach our intended destination – Coney Island.

I’d ‘sold’ the idea of Coney Island to Kay by billing it as NY’s equivalent of Skeggy. I don’y think I’m doing either place a disservice in that description. Except that when we got there – unsurprisingly – Coney Island was closed! Posters announced its reopening for the 2013 season as being 23rd March, so we’re only a bit early. Added to the fact is is still self-evidently winter here, is the fact that a lot of the infrastructure is still being repaired following Hurricane Sandy.

Nathan's Coney Island


Sandy banner


What was open, on the Boardwalk, was Tom’s and very welcome it was too. This is a very pleasant diner and even though it was Hobson’s choice, it suited us perfectly for brunch. Kay had an omelette and I had corned beef hash (declining the option of cabbage which was on offer for St. Patrick’s day), washed down with plentiful coffee. The perfect US diner experience.

Refreshed we walked about half a mile either way along the Boardwalk. It’s still cold but sunny so there were plenty of photo ops. By the time we’d done, there were a lot more folk about, but still not a lot open.

Classic Coney Island profile

Back to the Subway and quite a lengthy wait for an F train which took us through the suburbs of Brooklyn. Really interesting to see from the elevated position of a Subway train. Not sure I’d want to spend much time out on foot on some of the streets though. At Jay Street in Brooklyn we got off and went up to the street. To non-one’s surprise, even though it wash;t planned, we exited the station an almost immediately fell into a Starbucks at Metro Tech – a college campus on the edge of Brooklyn city center. It was moderately busy, but we were able to ‘belly up’ to the bar and enjoy our drinks, watching the barristas deal with the wide variety of customers and some fairly odd looking students outside (we think there was some sort of ‘cosplay’ event going on, as there was a lot of them wearing various strange costumes).

The reason for getting off at Jay Street, in addition to the much needed coffee, was to walk back over the Brooklyn Bridge. This is eminently do-able as there is a walkway above the traffic lanes. The downside is it is shared usage between pedestrians (read: camera toting tourists, for the most part) and cyclists. There are separate ‘lanes’ for each and woe-betide the unwary pedestrian who should cross this line as the cyclists show no mercy. I’d warned Kay of this fact, borne of past experience, but sods law says that the combination of a group of pedestrians coming the other way, me getting my camera out of my bag, and the resulting slight sway to the right taking my briefly onto the white line, should be timed perfectly for a cyclist swooping up behind me. He loved the fact it gave him an excuse to berate me. I responded in New York fashion.


Right I’m going to pause there and, as I’ve got WiFi where I’m typing, I’ll upload what I’ve typed so far. We’re off to see a Broadway Show now: Chicago at the Ambasador Theater. I’ll let you know how it goes.

One thought on “Coney Island

  1. Jim says:

    “…we went down to the Subway to await a Downtown train.”

    So pervasive is the fast food culture these days, that I briefly wondered why you were waiting for a train in a sandwich shop.

    You seem to be enjoying things very much. Carry on!

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