It was 5:30pm, and even after a long day of travel and pizza consumption that began 12 hours prior, we decided we wanted to play tennis in Central Park.
August 28th, 2014, 6pm
The courts closed at 7pm, but we decided to go for it. We grabbed our rackets, raced to the nearest subway station, and made our way to the park.
We arrived right at 6pm, just in time for the last hour of play. I expected such a prominent landmark to have a sophisticated system, but it was quite chaotic. After walking in a few circles, we found the tiny office (near an even tinier proshop), paid for our permits in cash (no cards accepted), were shown our court location on an old boxy computer monitor, and were approved to play.
Playing tennis in Central Park was a highlight of the weekend in the city. I loved taking in the sights of the skyline behind us and the diverse crowd at the courts. Thanks, NYC, for making this place open to the public.
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