Wheeled Thing’s work group has access to a car. Unfortunately the office is located in the Financial District (Think Wall Street) and the parking spot for the car is in Manhattan Valley (Think Columbia University). The distance is a little less than 10 miles.
Last week Wheeled Thing volunteered to drive this car uptown, with the full knowledge that he could use Ciitbike to return to the office. It was a beautiful Autumn day… what could go wrong?
It is amazing the difference the choice of a transport mode makes.
The way northbound was stressful, difficult and annoying. There was a crash along Route 9A, so the west side was a sea of red. Cars jockeyed for position in the stop and go crush. Wheeled Thing shifted to 10th Avenue to avoid some traffic, which may have shaved a few minutes off the drive, but also shaved a few minutes off his life. At one point a dump truck claimed his lane… basically the truck was getting in front, and If he did not call “chicken” there would be some dented metal. It made you really hate New York City.
The good news is he made it!
Then he hopped on a bicycle for the southbound trip, and everything was different. Stress free pedaling. No traffic and light salt breeze in his face, heart pumping for joy, instead of stress.
It took about the 45 min in each direction – but the first half Wheeled Thing hated the road, while the 2nd he loved it. It really is a tale of two cities.