Mark desperately wanted to go to an honest-to-goodness "back room." You know, rooms that contain stolen goods or illegal knock-offs made with poor materials and even poorer spelling on the imitation labels. (can you say, Praba??)
Mark had heard of someone going to one of these back rooms and really wanted to have the experience. I saw it as a chance to get arrested! And at first was adamant that it was a BAD idea and I would take no part in it. I have found that any time I do something close to illegal, I get "found out" and I wasn't up for that in NYC.
After walking up and down Canal Street and being accosted by several individuals trying to persuade us to go to these "back rooms," I'll admit, I became curious. And I figured if 10 people in 10 minutes are trying to convince you to visit their special "back room," the police certainly can't be everywhere...yes, the logic is silly but it seemed not-so-illegal-and-dangerous with all of individuals hounding us. Because really, would criminals b
e lining the streets trying to get innocent bystanders in trouble with the law all in the name of a good deal? Ok, well, yeah...they would...And so our real adventure would begin...but first you have to look at a lovely nativity scene found when we first arrived to Canal Street. (Remember it was Christmastime.) I especially liked the fake AstroTurf on the ramp leading up to the nativity scene - very practical for the Wisemen trudging up the ramp to see the baby Jesus. I know how good AstroTurf grass is! My childhood home had a porch covered in the stuff! We never slipped on that porch - ever! But the best part was that it made for excellent ground cover for playing when we took Barbie out on the road in her Barbie Camper.
But I digress....
Here is the gang - looking innocent and ready for seeing the sights and deals of Canal Street. You wouldn't think that these four souls would soon break the law, would you??? (notice how I left myself out of that part??)
As you can guess, several more individuals approached us as we walked up and down Canal Street looking for bargains. They had additional options for perusal in the "back rooms." I continued to reject them as Mark and I discussed the possibility of us actually going in to a "back room." The more I was accosted the more I thought, "what the hay! When in Rome..." Valerie, Lynn and Dona seemed up for anything, so it was really only me being the paranoid one.
So I allowed one individual who was 4 inches shorter and at least 30 pounds lighter than me to get my attention (I figured, I could take him on if I got into a precarious situation, i.e. escape the room at great speed by running him over). He showed me his paper of great deals on purses and wallets. I wanted to get my sister a wallet for Christmas, so I felt like I had a reason to purchase. You don't want to go down to these "back rooms" just to browse. These people are risking their necks and they may not like it if you don't buy something. And I didn't want to figure out what those consequences were.
As you can see, these "back rooms" look innocent enough (as seen here). They look like private entrances off the street where you load merchandise into the basement for the stores that are
located above them. But don't let that fool you!! Not so! This is the entrance to the shady underground world of NYC.I make light of this, but in actuality it can be pretty serious. One story shared on the trip, told how their friends went to a "back room" on a visit to NYC. But they had to first get into a white van that was backed up to one of these gates. They sat in the van until someone walkie-talkied to them that the coast was clear and to jump from the back of the van down the stairs - and to make it fast! They heeded the directions. I can't remember if they were arrested or not but they at least lived to tell the tale...anyway, our guide didn't require us using such sneaky devices, thank goodness. I would have backed out for sure! I have a knack for looking terribly guilty when doing something I shouldn't and we would have been spotted right away!
We were quickly directed to an opening and sent downstairs, then passed off to another guide. That guide took us to a small room that had lots of purses lining the walls from the ceiling to the floor. Luckily, there were some wallets. I found one that matched what I was looking for - except for the skewed emblem that was clearly done hastily. I asked if she had another. She looked at me as though I asked the dumbest tourist question ever. Ok, so it was. This was my only choice and I took it for $20.
The scariest part was when Valerie asked if there was a restroom she could use. Believe it or not, they had one! And she traipsed off into the dark halls looking for it. Valerie used to live in NYC so she wasn't scared of anything. I thought she was nuts because surely people don't come back from bathroom trips that are in "back rooms." I think I saw that once on Without a Trace...
(Here's a photo taken from Mark's phone while in the "back room." At this point we were waiting for Valerie to return after my big purchase. We tried to make ourselves look busy while we waited. In this picture, it's almost like Lynn is instructing me on the positive attributes of the bag. He wasn't.)
Thankfully, Valerie did survive and returned not too long after we had made the big $20 purchase for the wallet.
We then scurried up the steps back to the outside world - looking a little guilty but yet a little invigorated that we didn't get caught. I'm not sure how much trouble we would have been in: would we have been arrested over a $20 wallet? Not sure...haven't seen that on Law & Order so I have no good background information or point of reference. But I was sure I didn't want to do that again. You just don't want
to push your luck!!By then we had worked up an appetite, so we forged on to a fantastic Chinese restaurant that had some good authentic Chinese food. Mark even ordered a strange concoction of "squid and something" soup. It looked gross. But he liked it.
Here you can see my illegal wallet. At least I think its illegal. I'm not sure anymore. I really should contact the NYC Chamber of Commerce and see what exactly my rights are
as a consumer...anyway, the point is we got a good deal. Valerie saw almost the same exact wallet for almost $150 at some fancy purse store - sans skewed emblem, of course. That's a $130 savings!And my sister loved the wallet! At least she SAID she loved it. I hope she appreciated the sacrifice we made by visiting the "dark side" of NYC...
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