Thursday, May 6, 2010

In a New York Moment

Unfortunately, I slept in a bit this morning, which meant I had to hail a cab to work this morning to arrive in time for my 8am conference call.  But, it made for a momentous commute!

Sitting in the back of the cab, I was lazily looking out the window as it pulled to a stop at 72nd St. and Park Ave.  I saw a man dressed in khakis, a button-down shirt, bucket cap, and dark horn-rimmed glasses.  Hmm, that guy kinda looks like Woody Allen.  And, how funny?!  He's holding hands with a younger Asian woman.

Only when I opened my eyes a bit and took a closer look did I realize that it was indeed Woody Allen taking a morning stroll with his estranged wife Soon-Yi.  It is by far the most quintessential NY moment I have had since living here!

Monday, May 3, 2010

For the Love of Mass Transit

Oh the weather outside was sticky, so I really couldn't be picky. . .
The bus was nowhere in sight, so I thought I'd risk a ride . . .
Risk a ride, risk a ride, risk a ride!

What began as a reluctant choice, turned out to be an unanticipated achievement!  When the sticky downpour prevented me from finding a cab this morning and the bus was nowhere in sight, I was left with no other choice but to take the subway today.

But, I did it!  I was able to tackle all those pesky stairs and make it to my destination safe and sound (without anyone stepping on my toes)!  Finally, after four long months, I can safely ride the subway with all the other perfectly healthy, if harried, New Yorkers!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

A Bombing in Times Square?

Another day, another bomb scare! Saturday night, Times Square was evacuated due to a suspicious vehicle parked on 45th St at the corner of Broadway--in other words, right in front of my office building!

Luckily Duane, the handbag seller that sits outside our building, saw the vehicle smoking from the corner and notified police, who acted quickly enough to contain the scene before it exploded.  Yeah, it looks like I will still have to go to work on Monday morning.