We never found one — Elliot ended up going between two cars — but he soon became intrigued by the neighborhood.
"Daddy, this place is very interesting to me," he said.
And I had to admit, the neighborhood was interesting to me too. This is a portion of Jackson Heights called Little India, which looks nothing like the parts of Manhattan and Roosevelt Island we usually frequent.
Elliot asked for my camera. And even though we know how that ended the last time, I let him take it.
He began walking around the neighborhood snapping pictures.
I'm included the results of his photo expedition here. It's interesting because there was very little guidance from me (I spent most of the time shouting, "Put away the camera, Elliot! Let's go!"), so it gives you a direct window into this neighborhood through the eyes of a 5-year-old.
Before taking the photo above, he said, "Look, Daddy, their front yard is made of rocks. I've never seen that before." (Click on any of the photos to enlarge them.)
He was intrigued by the graffiti. It's kind of astounding that you can raise a kid in New York City in 2013 and have him regard graffiti as a novelty.
We reached a table piled high with DVDs and CDs. This was definitely noteworthy in Elliot's mind, so he took pictures of several of them.
He took the photo below because the blue lights made him think of a smile.
Finally, I dragged him away and we got back on the 7 train. (The photo below is the only one of the set taken by me.)
For a 5-year-old, he seems to have a good eye — even if taking pictures of DVDs is unlikely to win him a gallery showing.