Every time I see a grown woman on the subway
wearing a flower crown
I have flashbacks to my own days wearing one
In dance recitals. Where they belong.
You may have read this list elsewhere. However, this is an edited version with new! exciting! items. OK?
Some things are hard to explain to Kenyan teenagers.
You know I love this city, but as I have posted before, it can be awful in the rain.
Yesterday was hideous. I even got rained on inside the bus.
All of that water has nowhere to go. To get home, I walked through this puddle (and others). Continue reading
October 16, 2011
It’s midnight and I am riding the L train home to Williamsburg, Brooklyn. The new day is actually my birthday, the first I’ll celebrate after my move back to NYC from Washington, DC. Everything is fresh and new.
Well, the subway isn’t, but New York is home again and I am so happy.
I have just had dinner at Kittichai with two friends. Thai food is not my favorite but I am still in my enthusiastic-about-every-damn-thing phase post-move. I am also committed to saying YES to things, like event invitations and making new friends and accepting dates from just about anyone who asks.
This post made me say growl YESSSSS.
For example, #12.
It’s not just the waiting. It’s the heat (often) and the lack of cell service or wifi (always). The lack of available seating (sometimes) and the not-afraid of humans rats, particularly at First Avenue (far too often).
I would add:
24. Subway escalators that are broken more often than functioning. Especially at Grand Central. You’re walking up to them thinking “why so slow, people?” only to get to the escalator and realize it’s not moving and you just have shiny, uneven steps instead.
25. Subway elevators that, when they exist, always smell bad and register temps in the 90-100 degree range.
26. Subway stations without escalators OR elevators such as Bedford’s L station. That way I feel like a jerk for not helping someone traveling solo with a baby stroller. But do you remember how clumsy I am?
27. Apartments with nasty kitchens including those old timey stoves/ovens.
28. Restaurant menus littering my apartment building hallways.
29. That hour or so each afternoon when there are no taxis, anywhere. (Uber was made for this)
New Yorkers, what drives you mad about our mostly-awesome city?
Things like this happens to me on the subway all too often.
Make it stop!