The last stop is at the Main Street station. As soon as you exit to the street, you feel like you've taken the train to another country, especially when you notice that most of the signs aren't written in English. The area is extremeley crowded, chaotic, and noisy. It makes Manhattan seem like a calm walk in the country in comparison. And the Chinatown in Manhattan is like a baby sibling compared to Flushing's Chinatown. Really, you'l feel like an outsider that's not in New York or in America anymore.
Flushing Mall (133-31 39th Ave, at Prince St) is probably the weirdest "mall" you'll step foot in. The main reason you go here is to sample cheap, delicious and authentic Chinese food at its Food Court. Most of the stores at the mall were downright tacky and cheapy (but not cheap); however, there were some stores that were interesting as well.
So here's a section of the food court with over a dozen vendors.
Before we came here, we did some research, as we normally do, and most of the reviewers said that it's always best to bring someone who can speak and read Cantonese, and by looking at the signs below, you can see why.
Massively lost in translation.
This shop that sold unique combs and mirrors was one of the few shops worth the visit.
And of course the small food stores are always fun places to find uncommon snacks, sauces, and drinks.
After spending the whole day in Flushing, we felt a little beat up. Actually, it felt like our most tiring day in New York thanks to walking up and down overcrowded streets and trying to find the restaurants we were looking for (next post). Nonetheless, it was a great experience and something every visitor to New York should do. If we had more time, we would have stopped at every few subway train stops to explore the other areas of Flushing, notably the Hispanic and Indian areas.
Let's go Mets. Catching a baseball game is another thing we didn't have time to do. We'll save that for our next visit (or hopefully "return").
Another thing we noticed about Queens - more graffiti on buildings than any other neighborhood we've seen (then again, we haven't made our way to the Bronx yet).