Travel & Hotspots

Carrie’s stairs

And how pathetic it actually really is

There are certain things you can do in New York that are that are considered way too wrong for words, but secretly they’re just too fun not to do. Riding a horse and carriage through Central Park, touring the city on a hop-on-hop-off bus, taking a picture on Times Square with Olaf from Frozen, the Sex and the City tour… And the list goes on. At the top of my things I secretly want to do bucket list, my apologies, was checking out Carrie Bradshaw’s popular staircase.

I had yet to check it out and besides, one of my favorite restaurants is right around the corner, but I hadn’t had the courage yet to pass it by and take a photo with absolutely no shame. When I was in New York two weeks ago, my man and I had dinner at Morandi and when we were walking around the neighborhood, my eyes spotted the stairs and the chain. Although I know that all the residents of 64 Perry Street go crazy with all the May-Britt’s in the world that walk through this street.

”My man and I had dinner at Morandi and when we were walking around the neighborhood, my eyes spotted the stairs and the chain”

They’ve paid 10 million dollars for this 400 foot, five bedroom, three bathroom, five open fireplace and backyard townhouse and thought they found their dream house. Which they have, but they probably forgot to include the extra’s that came along with the house. Which are the couple hundred groupies that appear at their front door every day. You can spot them by their colorful, extravagant designer skirts and, evidently, sky high heels. You can also spot them by their nervous behavior. They know how uncool it is to take a photo here. But the force is stronger than they are. They need the photo. Worst of all is, I am one of those people…

The poor residents hung a chain in front of the stairs entrance and people still have no mercy. Even Sarah Jessica Parker wasn’t allowed to use the stairs to showcase the first line of her shoe collection. Any sign of Carrie has to go. And I have to say: I get it. I can’t even fathom what it’s like to pay a fortune for your own little paradise in New York but you’re confronted with dozens of tourists outside your front door every day.  But on the other hand, you do get to live on a modern pilgrimage site and that house will only become more valuable.