I have to admit, I'm a subway girl, I am. I used to take taxis everywhere, but ever since I did that website thing a few years ago, I've become a subway girl. It's affordable, it takes you where you need to go, you get to know the city better by riding it--oh, and don't even get me started on the people. You see so many interesting characters on the subway--it's an entire world that exists underneath New York.
Anyway, wouldn't you know it... the transit workers are threatening to strike tonight at midnight and I'm leaving on a jet plane (go Peter, Paul and Mary) tomorrow morning at 6:30 am for sunny Los Angeles. (Actually it'll probably be a 747 or something, not a jet.) I like to fly out of JFK because I live above the subway--literally, like my apartment shakes when it goes by--so all I have to do is go downstairs, walk to the corner and get on the train. One transfer and $7 later, I'm there. If these people strike tonight, then my arse is going to be on Smith Street at 4 am with a dog and suitcase looking for a taxi. It'll cost me about $50 to get to the airport, btw.
Dammit. I need to look for the rainbow in all this. I'm going to be in warmer weather for a month. And I'm flying Jet Blue for the first time which I'm really excited about. And my friend and I are going to go to Bikram yoga every single day. Bikram yoga is hot yoga, where they crank up the heat. Apparently some people do it in their underwear, but I'm not going to be one of those people. You wanna know why? Because Patrick Dempsey was in his class a few days ago. Yepper. The last thing I need is to be doing a downward dog with my butt stuck in Patrick Dempsey's face.
No. Thank. You.
The mom from E.T. is in his class, too. Dee Wallace-Stone. Here's a funny story. My friend drives a Mini-Cooper. Apparently Mini-Cooper drivers all wave at each other. (God knows why... those LA whackos and their cars.) One day after leaving yoga, Dee kept waving at him, and he's like, "Why is the mom from E.T. waving at me?" After a while he figured it out--Dee drives a Mini-Cooper.
Anyway, I'll keep you posted as to how Bikram yoga goes. And Jet Blue. And the subway ride.