As my readers know, I have been trying to explore Manhattan by bike while trying not to get involved in a game of Grand Theft Auto. Today, I finally made it. I had a bike ride that I can be fairly happy with!
I went down Park Avenue to about E55th Street, then went East there to Second Avenue, where I went smoothly down to Chinatown. Then I went West and bit by bit, found the West Side Bike Path, where one can truly feel at ease. Not. Like everything else, it had become more crowded and bikers are more aggressive. But I enjoyed it for a while. I rode up toW.79th Street, then dismounted and walked to Amsterdam, and eventually rode or walked back home to the East 90's. Total time: 2.5 hours. Perils, aside from the nature of riding in Manhattan--no water rack for the bike and no padding around the bike seat (I'd have to stop anyway)
I saw fellow bicyclists with no helmets and no masks, bicyclists with masks, no helmets, helmets, no masks, helmets and masks.
It's become like Waiting for Godot: Surely, our lives will be normalized today. But it doesn't. I'm not even a main character--I'm Lucky, the Slave.