Dig those brick/stone streets.
The iPhone GPS..."where the hell are we" tool.
The low-tech "I can get this faster by paper" tourist map.
Hey - do you know where we get that bus?
Maybe if we look up there will be a sign.
I wouldn't have done it any other way.
And I wouldn't have done it in any other shoes than my new skechers.
Today, I had a meeting in Manhattan. I checked out the location, checked out the weather, and said - PERFECT! I can continue my trend of city walking! It would be 1 mile from my office parking garage to the train station, and 1 mile from Grand Central to the office on 59th street for the meeting. Then the same back again. Four miles??? Child's play, I thought.
And about 2 blocks into my walk today, I realized the one fatal flaw to my plans.
Instead I had on a pair of black heels to go with my professional suit.
But I refused to give up my walk on such a glorious day. I saw a film crew in downtown White Plains...who knew anyone would film there? I saw an impromptu news conference on Park Avenue with a loud yelling professional ranting about injustices of some type. I noticed how the beautiful blue autumn sky was perfectly reflected in the glass skyscrapers. I noticed that someone had piled dog poop on top of one of those elevated solar panels on the street (???). I noticed the architecture on Lexington, Park, and Madison avenues....with a whole new appreciation for the (lack of) age compared to the Pantheon or the Coliseum.
I would not have given up today's walk for anything.
But man, oh man, are my feet sore.