First off, bowling has always been popular. Millions of people have played it for thousands of years, believe it or not.
Way back in 5,200 B.C., bowling balls and pins were found in the tomb of an Egyptian king. In fourth century Germany, where bowling was part of a religious ceremony, those who could knock down the pins were believed to be of good character and those who couldn’t had to do penance.
Popular in America since Colonial days, bowling started the American Bowling Congress in 1895, which is now called the United States Bowling Congress. Martin Luther was a bowler.
Located at Pier 60 – just off the West Side Highway – and with 40 bowling lanes, laneside video walls, the flashing lights and sounds of arcade games, Bowlmor gave us the outing we’d long sought: a ride into a zone that settled us into getting our focus back, decimating the days of distraction.
The entrance is a mix of dark hues, symbolic of a thick colorful interior.
To the right of the entrance is this Golf Club: Manhattan’s only four-tiered, outdoor driving range. Practice putting, take lessons from professional golfers, feel free to hit full shots.
Entering the building, the first thing you see are ropes and harness, which Bowlmar claims is NYC’s only indoor ropes course.
Stacked in the shelves behind the front desk are bowling shoes. These shoes have a sole which allows a bowler to slide before releasing the ball.
Our reserved lane. Private is cool, but expensive.
The length from the foul line to the head pin is 60 feet. On either side of the lane are gutters.
All set to bowl with Agastya, who’s super thrilled.
Rolling the ball at the pins
Warmth of bonding
Thick bright lounge area
Here, in the brief clip, it’s my second roll at the pins. I knock them down – it’s a spare.
We got a few strikes. See the X in the small square.
With reservation comes food. Chicken tenders, french fries, cheese pizza – also, fruit punch and sauces.
At the arcade, he loved Air Hockey. His takeaway.
His first attempt at an advanced racing game…
…guess what, he did really well…
I don’t know how he managed it, but he came first. He thanked me – I kissed him on his cheeks.
On our way back home, we stopped by this majestic blue door, on 23rd/6th.
Though our fingers, elbows, and legs are sore, we are all smiles.