Coming from Bowery, we turn left at City Hall Park towards the Brooklyn Bridge. Majestically shimmering gold-yellow in the evening light, it rises before us. As we pass it, I close my eyes in tense anticipation, wondering what the dense forests of Brooklyn might smell like. This is where it all begins, The Woods by the Brooklyn Soap Company. I feel our taxi leaving the bridge and turning right towards Brooklyn Heights.
For a moment, I smell fresh, resinous spice; mandarin, ginger, and pepper notes are perceptible, along with initially indefinable warm woods. It happens quickly, as the fresh spice transforms into smoky, resinous nuances. Here, nutmeg quickly emerges in conjunction with cashmere wood, a little incense, and a lot of myrrh, underpinned by pleasantly sweet, resinous benzoin. The scents waft warmly through the taxi, and I still dare not open my eyes. I associate densely grown trees with golden-yellow resin and plenty of Commiphora bushes, sweating, dripping, and yet already drying on their way to the ground. However, only an hour passes before this warm sillage noticeably diminishes. I stick my nose out the window: the scent now shifts slightly towards a musky quality, and the incense gains a bit more prominence, though this is more due to the fading of the other scents. A three-hour fade-out begins. Voices, brown and red brick houses shimmer more and more through my increasingly opened eyelids.
Interesting and beautiful, but rather tame and unremarkable it was here. That is probably what one expects from a daily, relaxing walk in the woods. I did miss the typical forest trees a bit. Adventures are to be found elsewhere. I will not add it to my collection for now, but I will keep it in good memory.
Das ist doch dieses Taxi mit der Tanne obendrauf. Gut, dass die Augen geschlossen blieben, nimmt es doch etwas von der Magie, wenn man den Taxifahrer beim Aktivieren der Düsen beobachtet.
Deinen letzten Satz kann ich für mich persönlich so nur bestätigen.