Learn which avenues/streets run North and which South. This was suggested to me by an astute young man, when I initially told him the story of coming out of the subway and having no idea where I was or how to get to where I wanted to go. Learn which streets run one way north, …
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More Detritus
I have to think someone saw it. I was trolling my purse behind me, in a sturdy bag, slipped inside a large paper Bergdorf bag. When I arrived at my destination I reached inside the Bergdorf bag for one of my two bottles of water. Gone. Both gone. In the bottom right corner of the …
Weed
Part of me thought this was funny. I passed this city truck and noticed that the truck had some sort of extra charm on the front grill. So I went for a closer look. There is SpongeBob with a weed leaf in his hand. Found that pretty gutsy on a City vehicle. However, I am …
The A Train
There is nothing like the A train. It rides from 14th & 8th to 168th & Broadway in 22 minutes. That’s pretty astounding if one considers what the traffic above ground on those same streets is doing. Or not doing. It whisks one from one end of Manhattan to Brooklyn if that is your route. …
Looks Like Snow
The Spring nights continue. And when I looked up and saw the street light reflecting in the blossoms of the tree, I realized that it looked like snow on a winter’s night.
Dogs & Cats
Yesterday I was again in an apartment where two cats live. These apartment cats never get out to walk the streets. If the apartment has a balcony they may get out there, but most cats see the world, by window sill. A friend once made the following observation: the City is full of dogs, we …
Wrecking Havoc
The wardrobe gods are doing just that. The glove story you know, now the other night, somewhere between ‘Look Back in Anger’ and my abode, I lost a large Nordstrom silk flower from my jacket. Have no idea when it was attached and when not. But I take consolation in the fact that I am …
Oh the Places They Go
At times I see a baby in a baby carriage, or a toddler in a stroller around 9 am and the nanny is guiding the vehicle onto a subway car for a ride out of Manhattan. It causes me to wonder if the parents know. They’ve gone off to work and left their choice of …
St Pat’s Night
It’s another good excuse for excessive drinking, this Saturday night of March: St Pat’s Day. So very funny how many New York Italians are Irish for the night! Luckily for the pub-crawlers, it’s another warm balmy night like late spring. Having had a long day of auditions, I am home before the night ends and …
Asleep
…not at the wheel, but almost. As I wait for the subway cars to come to a stop so I can board, I see one of the middle cars which has a small windowed compartment in it, pass by. A trains-person [would have said trainsman but they are also female] sits in there and at …