As mentioned in my previous post, I lived for seven days in the Grand Hyatt in New York which was located on forty second street. Of course, this means that every road sign/street sign/other notice I saw around that area excited me to the very balls. [As in the baseball balls i carried around in my hand, to get autographed by president Obama if I met him which I was sure of]. However, surprisingly, there were a number of other cameos too by this awesome number, including the name of a Cafe, a grocery story AND what looked like a tattoo parlor in Brooklyn (this one I failed to photograph as we were in a bus).
The album, containing all this fortytwo-ey goodness is on my new gallery: Click here to view the album.
Also, there was this picture which I took on 42nd street:
UPDATE: Our teachor advisor who went with us had clicked a picture of the other 42 building in Brooklyn for me, and here it is:
Update 2: Gallery down temporarily, pictures will be reuplaoded, check back later :)






OMG ….. So obsessed with :42: ……..Everywhere u tend to find it ………. :P
Did you ask for a P-GGB at Café 42?
I did. They asked me for ID. It turns out the legal P-GGB drinking age here is 42 years. :| No booze for me then.
Awww…!! Quite understandable.