Wanderlust

I know, enough about the weather

April 9, 2008 at 4:34 am elinordye Leave a comment

I only post this because:

A) I am avoiding doing my work for school, so I have to think of increasingly creative ways to procrastinate as I run out of un-school related tasks on my to do list. (not that I actually have a to do list, but that’s beside the point.)

B) I opened up my fancy igoogle desktop window, and in it I have the weather.com box that you see below. I keep track of the weather in New York, so I know whether or not to wear my heavy coat or just my medium coat, and the weather in San Francisco, so I am reminded why I will move back there someday.

Now, normally looking at the weather just makes me depressed, because it says things like “San Francisco, 64 F and mostly sunny” and “New York, 35 F and rain mixed with ice”.

But look! avast! For the next three days, the weather in New York and San Francisco will be nearly identical.

Of course, on Friday it will be 74 in San Francisco and raining in New York, but you know what? I’ll take what I can get.

Riding through the West Village today, I finally let myself believe that one day, it will be warm in New York again. The trees are just beginning to come into bloom, so riding down 9th Street is like riding down a cavern of flowers. I think there are probably worse places to be right now.

And I am proud to report that I did it – I rode my bike all winter in New York. Admittedly, there were a few days when I took the subway because it was nighttime and raining/hailing, and once I even took a cab. But there were also times when it was icy and in the 20′s, and I rode all the way across the Williamsburg bridge without seeing a single other person on a bike. Those times don’t have a whole lot to recommend them, all things considered.

So thanks, folks who read my post on the weather and got things moving around here. A little less rain would be nice, but I’ll settle for no longer having to wear two pairs of gloves every time I leave the house. Sometimes New York just makes me impatient with how fragile my body is. I mean, really. It’s not that cold, hands. It’s not like you’re about to freeze off. But they insist, so I wear the gloves.

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