I do own an iPod. But at home, those melodic vibrations eclipsing the horns and rumbles of New York City come from a record player. With a nod to all things vinyl, I ventured across the outer boroughs, scouting for the best record shops, and in the process, found some friendly people, tasty food, and fantastic deals.
The vinyl adventure, one I highly recommend to anyone who likes music, always provides a rush of adrenaline: you never know what you’ll uncover. A real record shop seems moons away from the now defunct Virgin Megastore, where you didn’t need to dig to find a specific CD. At these six places, you’ll sift through The Cars’ first album and the Boss’s “Born To Run,” and you’ll soon realize you’ve been touching a museum’s worth of art on these 12×7 album covers. And the truth is, if you’re a city dweller, a vegetarian, or an animal rights activist, this is the closest you’re going to get to hunting in your lifetime. There may not be endless golden fields and gurgling brooks, but it’s exhilarating, liberating, and meditative—and it’s only a subway stop away.
The word “Brazil” conjures up long curving tropical beaches, thick entangled jungles, and soccer mania. Yet due impart to half-naked rhinestone-studded women, no image of Brazil captures the imagination more than the pulsating, primal frenzy of carnaval in Rio de Janeiro. Every year at the peak of South America’s summer, thousands of people converge in Rio for a four-day pre-Lent celebration that ends on the Tuesday before Ash Wednesday (Feb 21-24 in 2009). For many Brazilians living in New York, carnaval is an opportunity to celebrate their heritage, promote their culture and language, and yes, Samba.
There is nothing more exhilarating than those few seconds after the ball thumps onto the shiny lane. Frozen mid-pose, you watch as it makes the long journey from your contorted hand to the pins. Pow! Whether you’re still in need of a classy, fun, and inexpensive idea for Valentine’s Day or the gang just wants to go out somewhere new, throw on your retro bowling shirt and head to The Gutter, a place the “Dude” (and Obama) would totally approve of.
Living in Manhattan in the early 1800s was risky business, not from the threat of crime but because of frequent epidemics of cholera and yellow fever. And if the diseases didn’t get you, one of the devastating fires that regularly consumed large sections of the city might. To meet this challenge, the city built the Croton Aqueduct, a 41-mile engineering marvel to bring clean water from northern Westchester County to the residents and businesses of Manhattan. Its completion in 1842 triggered the rapid expansion of New York into one of the world’s leading cities.

Before it was the Brooklyn Historical Society, the institution on the corner of Pierrepont and Clinton existed as the Red Cross Headquarters during World War I. If you can, imagine a time before the Brooklyn Bridge, telephones, and Britney Spears. Steeped in history, the building is now exhibiting a glimpse of pre-gentrified Brooklyn.

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