For future Stock Exchange tourists:

Take pictures here

Not here

Isn't he beautiful?

Absolutely. And I am not into horses at all. But yes. Gorgeous.

Awesome cutting board! (which reminds me of another article on cookbooks for children.

yeah the back door has "New York Stock Exchange" in readable writing above the door. that is why they take that picture. My old office building was directly opposite that. On the side of the entrance to that building was a gold address sign that read "14 Wall Street" - all day people would stand in front of the "14" so they were by a readable sign that said "wall street". I hated that location. I lurve midtown.

"Buy junk at a street fair, and eat street meat (don't ask)." This is the time you are providing answers! Also, you can read the NY Times at home. Ridiculous to expect people to waste their vacation time with that.

Yes, but we can read the Sunday Times on Saturday.

It's a mythic, transcendant experience...

(Note: the "back side" of the stock exchange fronts a pretty narrow sidewalk, and there's a small sign. The "front side" is enormous, columns, the whole nine, facing on a blocked-off street. I truly do not get why people take pictures in the inconvenient spot.)

I walk past the front side almost every day, and walk into plenty of shots there, too. There's not that much room on that corner where you can get the whole building. But I'm sure people are wandering around taking pictures from both.

Yes, but we can read the Sunday Times on Saturday.

So can I, online. Usually the Sunday features are up by noon Saturday, and sometimes Friday.

The funny part is that in all that advice the blogger doesn't ever give the one bit I always give: walk left, stand right. It is something I would like to legislate into a law of physics, granted, but it's also, like, it's a custom that makes sense that people from away might never guess on their own till yelled at.

One of the bus stops I frequent is next to the Chicago Theatre and across from a television news studio where you can watch them film from the sidewalk. I'm probably in everyone's frickin' pictures.

The funny part is that in all that advice the blogger doesn't ever give the one bit I always give: walk left, stand right. It is something I would like to legislate into a law of physics, granted, but it's also, like, it's a custom that makes sense that people from away might never guess on their own till yelled at.

There's this whole paragraph about how people are going to their publishing/bioscience/fashion jobs, so don't be underfoot and then...nothing specific about that!

The other day I think I accidentally hit some girl's umbrella with my umbrella and I got a total staredown from tourist mere for my PRESUMPTION! to want to get past the seven people collected in front of the subway. Oooh, that could've ended up in a verbal altercation. I was waiting for her to say something.

On many escalators here, people don't walk left -- they just all cram on, IME. Unlike DC, where it's pretty well followed.

I hated that location. I lurve midtown.

Hilarious. I've never really worked in midtown, but now I can see it being like a dream! Actually, that's a lie: I was on 32nd St. for a while.

Lunchtime options are even worse in midtown than downtown.

I once worked near Gramercy Park. That was truly awesome.