Temperatures in the upper 60's ... spring has again arrived in New York City.
Well, at least it was here for a day or two. We took advantage of the beautiful weather Saturday by taking a 4-mile walk in and around Central Park. We were joined by just about everyone else who lives in the city.
New York must have been in a good mood. The proof? A driver of a truck in midtown actually waved us across the street as he was about to turn. That, my friends, is a spring miracle.
It's a common phenomenon in Ohio, but it's practically unheard of here. In New York, it's every walker for him/herself. A little bump from a car never hurt anybody. That is, unless it kills you. Surprisingly, you don't hear about too many pedestrian deaths around here.
Just a guess, but I bet the tourists never get hit. Manhattan tourists are easy to spot. Their feet are planted firmly on the sidewalk, and their eyes are glued to the walk sign.
Locals, on the other hand, barely notice the sign. They take long, confident strides into the middle of the street and dash across at even the slightest hesitation from an approaching vehicle.
As a fast, impatient walker, I fit in just fine.