After the exterminator stopped by and drenched our home in bug-killing pesticides, we fled the fumes in a very Squidly manner -- on our bicycles.
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Yes, yes she has grown. In all dimensions. It is enough to truly freak out a mother. Almost more then the bugs. Almost. O.k., more so. Really!
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When we stopped for a "natural" break on the Upper West Side (after fighting our way through a fund-raising race in Riverside Park), I noticed this building in my rearview mirror. Given that my mirror usually just shows me my shoulder, I turned around and took notice.
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It's tall. And seriously contrasts with the surrounding neighborhood. Change is not always good, in my opinion.
Then we headed in to Central Park, where the leaves are still very green.
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Little Squid and I enjoyed a leisurely ride while Squidette and Papa Squid raced on ahead.
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We met up at 6th Avenue and carefully pedaled our way to 5th Avenue.
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Once on Fifth we had much of the road to ourselves, despite the buses that seemed to think that we were really in their way.
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Too bad 5th does not have a bike lane on the left. On a day like today we could have saved the buses a lot of aggravation.
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And on down 5th we continued.
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5th is changing. Many of the old, unique stores that gave it it's character have gone, to be replaced by shopping mall standards like this.
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Outside of Lord and Taylor we were stopped by a police car and a black suburban with DC plates. There were too few agents for it to be the First Lady but someone "important" was doing some shopping. Yes, 5 bicyclists (there was another lady-on-bike who came up along side us at this juncture) were a threat to whoever was shopping. Yup. This is where my tax money is going. No, I didn't take a picture -- figured I'd lose my camera if I did.
Notice the Flatiron Building at the end of the street. Always one of my favorite buildings.Less then a mile after that rather annoying stop, we got to the greenmarket to purchase some fresh, local veggies for this week's dinners. Mushrooms, stringbeans, apples ... yum!
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Yes, yes Little Squid did get a hair cut this morning. Why do you ask? And yes, that is a rather odd expression on his face. No, I do not know why.
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Later, Squidette started unpacking some of the bags that have been hanging out on the balcony. So far she has liberated 3 bags of stuffed animals mixed with clothing. Woo hoo! I found my jeans!
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Our balcony is still covered with bags that look like this.
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Slowly, we will restore the contents to their rightful places. For now, however, it is time to remake all the beds.
Good night, sleep tight and ... well you know the rest.
3 comments:
Flatiron is my favorite NYC building too. Chrysler Building is my second favorite.
Sounds like y'all had a nice ride.
Wow she's grown up fast this summer! :) All that biking is good for growth!
Didn't you hear that 5th will get a buffered bike lane? Woo hoo!! (now to get over my fear of bridges and be able to get *into* Manhattan.) Of course I could just take the train in, but I hate schlepping my bike up all those stairs...
I think that's the huge skyscraper my MIL asked me about, saying it was near campus. *sigh* I'm sad to see some nice shops/restaurants replaced by chains...
Good luck with the unpacking and things. If I can help at all? [I've found more needles for knitting club, even more if I get an options set for my bday]
Does it help that a small bump of roving is safe by me? If you want it back, I've not had time at all to spin.
Heck, I'm up now. Writing a paper on TB & gov't research/action over the years will do that to you.
It's been beautiful biking weather. The city looks neat with nearly empty streets.
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