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| The Q12 Bus in Roosevelt Avenue. |
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| The closed down Pizza shop mentioned in the text. |
As the sun is sinking to the west, I arrived in Roosevelt
Avenue in Woodside, Queens. It’s a busy avenue surrounded by quiet streets.
Right above it is the 7 Train track. After getting off on the 52nd
street train station, I walked towards the east and paused for a bit, waiting for the orange
light to turn white. Across the street from me are a Filipino couples that I
assume is headed to “Payag”, a Filipino restaurant next to the train station.
As I walk by them I notice a nightclub in the other side of the street with Spanish advertisement outside, despite
seeing this place empty all day, I can only imagine how wild it is during the night. As the train above roared past me towards the east, I walked past a bright and colorful sushi
place, how my stomach growled from the sight of the pictures of sushi and
sashimi outside the place. Right after crossing the street my stomach growled even louder
as I see an elegant Mexican restaurant with a an aroma that stimulates my stomach as I salivate, but after looking ahead, my stomach
fell the ground when I see that my favorite pizza place is still closed for
renovation, it's been months since I tasted their soft cheesy edge and thin crust pizza. Distracted by the excited elementary student throwing relentless
story to her equally enthusiastic father walking behind me, I almost walked by
the most tragic place in the avenue, the flower shop where I used to buy red roses
for the one that got away. It is amazing how one place can bring years of
sorrowful emotions, in just a blink of an eye. As I get further from the
station, there were less stores and restaurants to be seen and the amount of
residential places increased. As I walk through the now dull and colorless
street I hear a bus honk twice before it reaches the bus stop where an old
fragile woman with at least three bags of heavy grocery was waiting. Getting
closer the next train station, I see more and more stores emerging, the now
dull streets is getting brighter and louder the closer I walk to 61st
street Woodside station. It got even brighter as I see the McDonalds within
arm’s reach. How relieved I was to finally find some place to eat, and how
relieved my stomach will be later on.
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| The Nigh Club with Spanish Advertisement as mentioned in the text. |
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| The Flower Shop mention in the text |
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| The colorful Sushi place mentioned in the text |
2 comments:
You did a great job in describing your surroundings. I could actually feel your hunger as you passed by all those restaurants. I also agree with your idea of how a place can bring you so many emotions. I can relate to this because i have been living in the same neighborhood all my life and so when i see certain stores or restaurants, i remember my childhood.
Loved all the elaborate pictures. They made me feel like I can go there, like some sort of awareness post by a fan who frequents these places. Nevertheless, lots of emotions concentrated in this walk helped me uncover its significance to you well.
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