Hello New York!!!

Let me come clean at the onset… this is a midlife crisis blog. This is an overreaction to one of those mornings when you wake up and realize that it’s all downhill from here and you realize it never really did go that high either. If that doesn’t make you jump off the cliff, I don’t what would

I have been told that sometimes it’s cathartic to write out the life’s biggest disappointments so instead of jumping off a cliff I would dive right into those.

For as long as I can remember I wanted to travel and have a life full of adventure. What I got was the usual 9-5 dribble with a healthy dosage of the weekend working. But like most idiots, I refuse to lie low and let the unadventure charm me, so I search sometimes futile sometimes expensive and sometimes plain and simple stupid.

So when I turned 33, I found myself alone and somewhat rich (massive overstatement) in New York City and boy what a crazy deal this has been. There are days when I am looking at myself in the mirror, standing topless in a bra fitting saloon and choosing a 100 dollar deal and to how did I get here? And for fuck’s sake how can I get out of buying this.

New York is unlike any city that you would see and it is the absolute best city in the world to have a midlife crisis. Man, you can make a fool of yourself!!! And no1 and not one person will notice 

So here I am in the city of sex at an unappetizing 33 years of age, when I had decided that holding a fart for a man is too much of a sacrifice. Alone and old, it's a different world and one which is very friendly to a sole drunkard. The pubs are welcoming and the bartenders will go out of their way to make u feel at home except on a weekend on weekend they will prefer you go home and die under your bed rather thank kill the bar atmosphere with your unattached presence. 

So like many men and some women before me, I decided to find out that elusive singles bar in Manhattan, and man what sites I have seen. So for those who come after me let me tell you the few places I love and just let me say this, I am not big on BIG names so most of them may be a hole in walls

1. Jamesons on 51st and second: This has been for the most part my favorite place to go alone. The bartender, Chris, was a perfect guy never judging and never questioning. I had a pleasure of getting a lot of free drinks till something or someone spoiled the fun, but thats a story for another day. But if you love live music and a cozy place do go here

2. Bravest on 2nd Avenue and 39th: Now this is a Fire department bar. Has an old haunting charm with pictures of Firefighters who died in 9/11 on the walls. But I guess as in Men I have a type in bars too. This is a place to go for a quiet late night drink and maybe something to eat. The bartenders are amazing and I love their T-shirts

3. Key Bar in East Village: Now this is a very red bar and probably a little out of my way, but what it lacks in space and quite, it makes up for in music and sometimes a cute and hunky dancer. It's an amazing place to dance and let loose. Though you may end up with a company for night

Finding a right bar is like finding a prince, you have to kiss a LOT of frogs!!!

As I explore more I will keep on posting, and I am always looking to try and let loose some more... so ideas and experience is most welcome...