I’ve been trying to figure out the best way to get from place to place in the city to minimize outdoor time and maximize productivity time. It takes a minute to walk from my apartment to the 116th and Lex 6 train, 25 minutes to Spring Street. It doesn’t make sense to deal with the hassle of changing to an express at 86th unless you’re getting off at (or one stop away from) an express stop. Buses are my new best friends. I think I’ve taken the M15 ten times so far; I once took it from 24th to 116th (this is not advisable). I’m learning it. I think I can hack it here.
I say this because on the 6 to Spring Street this morning, there were two 45+ year-old female British tourists sitting next to me, perusing their Time-Out New Yorks. I know I’ve only been here for a few weeks, but I used to live here, so I feel I know the city pretty well and I thought I could help them find something interesting, so I asked what she was looking for.
“Oh, I’m just looking.” she said, completely blowing me off. read more . . .
