Walking

One of the funniest things I've heard since being here is that New Yorkers are the thinnest Americans because they walk everywhere.
And after today I can see how it might be true.
We walked all the way up Broadway to Spring St where we came across a street market. There were handbags and clothes and food and drink and jewelry stalls. It went on for about 5 blocks, but it turned out most of it just repeated as you went further down.
So we had yummy pitas and watermelon smoothies for lunch.
Then we walked across town, to Hudson St, so we could check out all the many things called Hudson. And there were many!
When we got to the top, almost at the bottom west corner of Central Park, we went one block over and walked back down Greenwhich Street.
It was lovely, there were lots and lots of really nice bars and brunch places and the name West Village was very appropriate, as it had a lovely "local" feeling to it.
But by the time we got home we had been walking for about 5 hours, my feet were filthy (flipflops) and we were exhausted.
At least we found lots of nice places to go back to.