Central Park twinkled last night with Manhattan’s Astronomy Night, scoping NYC’s spring sky near Sheep Meadow. Astronomer Mia Chen aimed scopes at Jupiter as 300 gaped, a $10 ticket peek at planets. It’s borough stars—pure CP vibe, lenses hot. A kid spied a moon; a pro logged a star. ‘Manhattan shines—this is it,’ Chen says, adjusting mounts. The grass turned observatory.
The night’s fresh—March 15’s kickoff, it tripled since RSVPs, packing fields by 8 p.m. Chen’s a Harlem stargazer; last night’s crowd hit max—scopes glowed. A latecomer nabbed a view; clouds parted—NYC grit shone. Logs hit 10 sights—cosmos ruled. #NYCAstronomy trended; Brooklyn’s dim.
Some griped—’Too cold,’ sniped a newbie, dodging chill. Bugs buzzed—spray won; stars held. A rival’s pitching a Riverside watch, splitting lenses. Still, 400 stayed—orbits reigned. Central Park’s never starred so bold.
Chen’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a meteor watch if spring bites. ‘NYC’s sky—this maps it,’ she says, packing gear. The night’s a Manhattan win—grit meets void. It’s a star rush; catch the next. Bring a jacket—night calls.