As I barbarically ripped through my lamb shanks my thoughts drifted back to my interaction with the Air Canada agent earlier that morning. My iPhone "e ticket" didn’t scan properly which resulted in a joking banter about good old fashioned paper being the most reliable option.
It was a joke but truth be told I love paper! I love writing note pads and I love getting mail (you know the kind that comes through that little slot on your front door) and I even keep a journal. Something about the mind to hand to pen connection. I can’t explain it but it feels right. Thus, sitting at the bar under the dim light of a dingy pub channeling whatever past lives have forced me to hold onto a pencil, I wrote shit down!
All that brought me to another thought; I’m told writing, just words in written form, let alone writing on paper, will be from a by-gone era in the post apocalypse of the pencil in 5 years time. More on that later...
Hurricane Matthew was rolling in. My friends to the south in Florida (where I had just been) were evacuated but safe. And I was to be here in New York and Chicago for 10 days. Missing Canadian Thanksgiving (i'd have to atone for that later) and still wondering if I'd packed enough for the swing season and 10 days of travel. It is damn hard to pack for 10 days of travel.
Never-the-less the days go by as fast as a New York Minute when I'm here on business. Avoiding (as much as I can) the Pod style toilet in the shower, bed touching all four walls Hotel Room, I was out and about.
What did I get up to? Well, I melted away at 212 Degrees Fahrenheit in a Russian Bath House. Then I stuffed my face with Ukrainian Goulash, Borsch, Perogies, Sauerkraut and three kinds of sausage, strolled the Avenues and even went into a good old fashion book store. The highlight however was the green haven of the concrete jungle...Central Park!
I’ve walked, biked and even ice skated in Central Park but I've never run. As I strode into the park it was apparent that autumn had not yet taken its grip. The leaves barely turned yellow and no bite in the air. However, the wind did gently dance through the trees teasing of the looming change. The day slowly slipped into dusk and soon it was only the spotted lights that lit the path. Statues and monuments whisked by as if hiding their ancient secrets. The city aglow in the distance, almost like a snow globe or some distant planet. I had never noticed just how beautiful the city was - It was a sort of strange realization to have so long into a relationship.
And then, just like that, it was over and I was on a plane to the next big city...Chicago.
In Chicago the weather hit like a bear. One second it was the tale end of a 5 month Indian summer, then next there were frost warnings. None of that warm Midwest hospitality could counter the morning chill. Although a Meat Loaf from Dikta's Restaurant came close followed the next day by some deep dish Pizza. Comfort food is a specialty of sorts in the Midwest.
Zipping from one side of the river to the next, from hotel lobbies to retail stores, I put the final touches on the whole reason I was here: the launch of our Wade x Naked collection. And when it was finally over all that I love about Chicago set in (Into my soul that is).
Chicago is a big city, I mean a real big city, that still holds its charm. Even in the face of old-man Winter people in Chicago still smile at you! I don't mean everyone but most do. It's kind of nice. "Nice" in that good-old-days sense. This brings me back to my earlier point about how this blog is going out of style.
Not that any one needs to listen to my ramblings but I would hate to see the effort to express oneself with the written word be wholly replaced by video.
Nicola Mendelsohn, Facebook's vice president of European, Middle Eastern and African operations, said at a conference that in five years, Facebook "will be probably all video," Quartz reported. Mendelsohn added that video is "the best way to tell stories in this world" and "helps us to digest much more information." Mendelsohn is predicting the demise of the written word, at least on Facebook, according to Quartz.
All GIF's and Picture and Videos, dammit, say it ain't so! At least this is just Facebook. Even though we all CAN be self proclaimed videographers in this day and age, doesn't mean we all should. I like Instagram stories and snapchat and facebook live, but that doesn't mean I necessarily like watching some camera be jolted around a hotel lobby while watching someone walk into an elevator. What about the old saying "A picture is worth a thousand words?" And what are those thousand words worth?
Time will tell, and during that time I'll keep putting pen to paper and fingers to keys and try and find the courage to film my first Snapgram Live video.