Driving to the City

Chris and I went down to the city. I drove, mostly in the rain. Traffic seemed heavy, but that is always the case when I’m back east, more people and less space than I am used to. Oddly as we neared NYC there was a stretch of road just twenty miles from Manhattan where there were no cars in sight, either in front or back. Had the zombie apocalypse occurred? Had the Donald pressed the button? These fleeting fears were soon eased by the sight of a fast approaching sea of red taillights ahead. This sea presaged an hourlong slough through the last ten miles to the hotel. Another oddity were the fall colors. Nothing near Rochester and peak color near the city. I have high hopes for the return run. Later, we had drinks with Chris’s nephew and dinner with Dan.

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