Rio on the Hudson

Rio on the Hudson

 

Rio Olympics 2016 have been great, or so I’ve heard. I live in NYC and to satiate my inexplicably high rent and amazing location I do not own a TV, have cable, or have the urge and/or time to watch anything that goes on in the world of moving picture. This situation is never a problem, except when I want to watch Phelps win gold for the 20th time. How?! I don’t like dive bars, but I do like piers. And NYC is chalk full of these. A particular pier that I hold dear in my heart, Pier 26, situated next to the popular Pier 25 on TriBeCa’s waterfront once sat as an empty oasis waiting to be used – now it is.

Pier 26 is home to Rio on the Hudson. The pier-park feels as close to the Olympic Village as I’ll ever get – and I’ll take it. The bars, the viewing stands, the artificial grass, and the real flame torch all make it feel like you’re right in Rio. That is until you look up and see One World Trade. But that’s irrelevant because you have the water, the view of the city, and the atmosphere every Brazilian longed for before and every non-Brazzie never knew they needed.

This space has everything you’ll need. You can walk in, go to a bar and get a drink, or maybe some popcorn, nestle yourself into a crowd of your choosing and watch all of your favorite events streaming live in front of you. The people you sit next to will have no idea who you are, but they’ll hear every word you say and vice versa. You’ll cheer with them and the multitudes of other people in the area. And when America wins gold, a collective round of applause and cheers will bring tears to your ducts and you’ll look up so no one sees you cry during EVERY event. Maybe that’s just me. But when the American’s stand on the podium, you’ll hear streams of voices that are not your own sing along to the tune. This community, this sense of place and pride for America and athletes is elevated by being in such an environment.

So to New York for not allowing me the luxury that people see as having cable or a television… I wouldn’t want one anyway…

 
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