When Seth invited us to his birthday party in New York City last weekend, we couldn’t refuse, even though traveling is not as easy as it used to be. He arranged for us to stay with neighbors of his in Jackson Heights, Queens on Friday night. Friends would host us in Manhattan Saturday night.
This is how we traveled:
Friday: Neighbor’s car to bus station. Bus to Manhattan. Subway to Jackson Heights. Ten-minute walk to Seth’s. Four flight walk-up with luggage.
Saturday: Walk to subway to Manhattan. Drop luggage at friends. Subway to Broadway theater. Subway back to friends.
Sunday: Cab to Penn Station. Walk to nearby hotel. Persuade hotel to store our luggage even though we didn’t stay there. Walk to theater on Broadway. Subway back to hotel to get luggage in torrential downpour. Walk a few blocks to bus from hotel. Still raining. Bus late. Terrible traffic leaving New York City. Home at 1:00 a.m.
Monday: Recovered. Congratulated ourselves on managing the big city by subway, amidst huge crowds, in hot weather and in torrential rain.
Our first-born doesn’t turn 45 every day. Thank God!