Monday, January 25th, 2010...9:26 PM

Only in New York

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I traveled to New York today for business.

All was great on the train from Boston to New York…dry…warm…Wireless…eMail..IM..Pandora…morning paper.

One step out of Penn Station and it was a monsoon…driving rain and wind.

Back into Penn Station to buy a $5 umbrella.

Wait in the line with all of the other lemmings from the train?  No not me…I can create a new path.

Across the street and up 8th Avneue to the hotel…that will be easier.

In the middle of 8th Avenue the wind cripples my new umbrella…deluge.

As I am dashing near the hotel I can not see a doorman flagging cabs..he is inside..great.

A quick wait in the lobby to set the next plan…

Ahhh…there is a building in the next block I could see form the door with staging across the front…

A quick dash across 8th Ave up to wait under the staging to flag a cab under cover…great idea I thought…

I get set under the staging and wouldn’t you know a minivan makes a bee line for where I am standing…hits a huge pot hole full of water…and it was like a wave of water in Maui….sppplllllaaaaasssshhh!

I was wet…now drenched…thanks alot Mr. Minivan.

After a few expletives from me, Mr. Minivan says  he is sorry and moves on.

Except for the minivan tsunami, my plan did work masterfully though as I was able to flag a cab down from under cover.

Now in the cab, we start up 8th Avenue and I tell the driver the address of my first meeting…you know when  you are in trouble when they turn around and ask how do I get there.

Oh..c’mon.

So I navigate the Cabbie across mid town to the Madison Ave location.

Along the way we are travelling one of the cross streets and came upon an intersection where we had the green light.

Good thing I was paying attention as a bus was barreling through the red light and cut right in front of us.

I alerted my Cabbie of the ongoing Bus and he said holy —-!

He did hit the breaks…which of course slowed us for a moment…until we started sliding faster.

The bus was long gone though as we slid through the intersection.

The Cabbie said it best…”those bus drivers dont know what they are doing…”

Oh boy….

It was just a few minutes and I was able to direct us to my destination.

I needed a stiff drink and it was barely 8:30.

What’s next today?

Actually a great day in New York..but what a way to start.

Glad I am here to blog about it!

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