Cabs, Brooklyn
I remember I said in the last post that I would blog up another of my travelling sister’s pictures. In the last post, I erroneously suggested that the cabs weren’t yellow in Brooklyn, but as you can see here, my mistake. Still, the whole set-up looks pretty groovy and hip to me.
Which brings me to a slow-dawning realisation I’ve been having – the opposite of hip and probably excruciatingly embarrassing if you are related to me: I want to be a cowboy. For an awfully long time I thought I wanted to have a gypsy lifestyle, but the truth is I’m just not hardy enough for all year round. I am however determined to spend a day travelling in a vardo and a night camped out this year. Determined, I tell you! I’ve come to the conclusion I’ve been getting my itinerant lifestyles all mixed up because I really don’t dress like a Romany, but lately I’ve been even going to work in my gold cowboy boots… with tweed trews. I know it’s wrong, but I really don’t care. Plus there’s the oversized cowboysbag. All I need now is the belt, the horse and the hat. It’s all fitting together in my head now, and when I go to Devon next – I’m gonna wear a stetson and probably be disowned.
After I’ve been wanderlusting in Cumbria this year, I might take me a trip to a ranch in Montana – for the big skies and the horses and the cattle. If I see a rattlesnake though I will just die. It sounds a bit like the start of a poor country song (in my head anyway) but I haven’t got any music for you today, just these cabs.
Joni Mitchell anyone?
Posted on January 15, 2014, in Be not idle and tagged Brooklyn, Cabs, Cowboys, Gypsy, Horses, Montana, Wanderlust. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Those are just old NYC checker cabs. The cabs in Brooklyn (which is classed as a ‘boro) are in fact a different colour – they are lime green…http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2013-12-18/nyc-taxi-drivers-see-green-as-new-cabs-cruise-to-brooklyn.html
Should be an editor, yo? x