St. George breathed last night with Staten Island’s Wellness Fair, soothing NYC’s spring near the ferry. Yogi Lena Carter led stretches as 200 joined, a $5 entry fest of calm and juice. It’s borough zen—pure SI vibe, mats hot. A kid tried a pose; a pro sipped kombucha. ‘Staten heals—this is it,’ Carter says, rolling mats. The lot turned retreat.
The fair’s fresh—March 29’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing stalls by noon. Carter’s a Tottenville guru; last night’s crowd hit max—vibes flowed. A latecomer nabbed a spot; incense wafted—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—peace ruled. #SIWellness trended; Bronx wants a mat.
Some griped—’Too woo,’ sniped a skeptic, dodging oils. Space squeezed—latecomers stood; calm held. A rival’s pitching a Midland chill, splitting mats. Still, 300 stayed—health reigned. St. George’s never healed so bold.
Carter’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a park if spring bites. ‘NYC’s stress—this eases it,’ she says, packing teas. The fair’s a Staten win—grit meets grace. It’s a wellness rush; catch the next. Bring a bottle—zen calls.