A former boss of mine would disappear every day for 15 or 30 minutes and take a walk around the neighborhood. Working in a recording studio without windows or clocks on the walls, you can really forget that there is a real world outside. I’ve co-0pted that idea here in New York. Sometimes on days when I’m working from home and can forget that I haven’t left the house in three days. Sometimes on weekends with Erin.
This weekend, Erin and I tried to go see the Big Wheel Race in Central Park. Which, as it turns out, was not where all the reference material said it would be. Same problem as two years ago. We did eventually find a group of about 20 people, one of whom had a big wheel. The other three “big wheels” were homemade alternatives, including a six wheeled bobsled. Big Wheel Race fail.
Undaunted, we kept walking. Hiking down Madison Ave. from about 90th, we got to see a part of NYC that we rarely take part in. Boutique stores (more kid’s clothing places than you can shake a stick at), restaurants, streets fairs in the process of being dismantled, the J.Crew Men’s store (the grey wool jacket looked great, as well it should for the nice sum of $995), discovered where to get my Superhero Supplies, a “quick” side trip to Dylan’s candy store, and, ultimately, dinner at Hill Country Chicken down on 25th and Broadway.
We probably should have cabbed some of that. Or taken the subway. But we walked. A lot. I haven’t mapped it out, but we did 5 miles, easy. At times, it was trying and I was grumpy. But in retrospect, I got to share new parts of the city with Erin. And this city is too big to not find new parts to enjoy every chance you get.
I’m looking forward to our next walkabout.