I find them everywhere. They block the sidewalk when I am trying to get to work or get home or get to a meeting. They wonder along the sidewalk four abreast as if they are strolling in a suburban shopping mall or deciding what rides to take at Disney World. They wait patiently at an intersection for the “Walk” sign to appear. They are always snapping pictures of anything that moves or doesn’t move. I believe that I am in more pictures than Tom Cruise.
They are always looking up. If you see one approaching, be aware, they will definitely run into you spilling their latte on your suit. They say "whoops" and then laugh.
In this picture, this group is standing on 42nd Street across from Grand Central Terminal listening closely to their tour guide as he points out the statue of Commander Vanderbilt, the famous clock, the Park Avenue auto cut and the looming Met Life Building.
Undoubtedly, group received the “tourist comfortable dress” email in advance as they are all wearing the official day-tripper uniform, sensitive shoes, slacks for the women, satchels for carrying maps, cameras, water, folding umbrella, scarf or light jacket in case it gets windy, aspirin, and band aids for blisters.
In this group everyone is looking up except the one woman in the front. Instead, she is examining her smart phone. She seems disinterested in what the tour guide is saying. Clearly, she is a tourist, with sun glasses perched on head in case sun comes out so, I can only imagine that she is texting someone in Canton Ohio “Guess where I am standing?”
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