Grand Central Station has been a metaphor for congestion, high traffic, busy people going places with their heads down. Jackie O. helped save this building and it is a beautiful large interior space full of NYC workers at all times of day. But on this day, a Thursday at 5:00 p.m., it was busy. Suits, suits, suits and people thumbing on blackberries as they walk along, noses to the grindstone of the work in their fingertips.
Multi-tasking on cell phones, reading something, whatever... no one was just paying attention, it seemed, to just what they were doing as they moved through this space. Yet no one bumped anyone. It was like watching ants stream along.
Want to experience a unqiue architectural design feature in NYC? Go to the space outside the oyster bar on the first level on the south side inbetween the ticket counters. There is a small domed space. Have someone stand in one corner, face into the corner, and you go stand in the opposite corner, face into the corner. You can whisper to one another and it is as thought the person is just next to you.