Aug
15
Manhattan
by Maxim in
Em and Max (entering Long Island)
Aysha, Steve, Max and Peter
We awoke yesterday with Manhattan in our sites. We imagined the sounds of horns, yells and all the expected New York City responses to three West Coasters riding into the city. I will admit I was a bit nervous. We rode for 5 miles and two angels crossed our paths. Steve and Peter, two locals, were riding the same path. They could tell we were new to riding in New York and took us under their wings by escorting us into Queens.
Peter routed us to Queens Blvd. He said it was the most direct route, though he prefaced it by saying it is one of the most dangerous streets in America. Surprisingly it was strangely easy and a very enjoyable ride. We rode over the 59th St. bridge, which brought us to within ten blocks. Emily’s face was priceless viewing the skyline for the first time. What a way to see Manhattan for the first time, via Bicycle.
We rode nearly 50 miles, 35 of it in New York City. We had dinner and were exhausted. For “the city that never sleeps,” we were in bed by nine…