Greenpoint Brooklyn: Contemplating Transportation - NaBloPoMo Day 3
I just rushed home from Greenpoint to write this post under the wire. It's only Day 3 of NaBloPoMo, I couldn't let things go south while still in the single digits. That would be embarrassing.
Just now, when I said I "rushed home from Greenpoint," I meant that in an aspirational way. By no transportation means can one get from Greenpoint to Manhattan in a fashion that does not feel somewhat unnecessarily excruciating.
Earlier this week, I began thinking about how I might get over to Greenpoint. On Tuesday or Wednesday, I remembered the new water taxi that goes from 34th street right over the river and bam, drops you off on the shores of Greenpoint. And definitely, I decided, this would be the way to go. The water taxis are sort of new and I like a shiny penny. As another example to prove my point, I'm still not over the 2nd Avenue Q train. Sometimes I find reasons to go to the UES just to ride the damn train. The seats and poles and doors are not completely covered by decades of bacteria. It's practically thrilling.
Ultimately, I did not take the water taxi. When I actually was putting my shoes on to leave, it occurred to me it's a real pain in the ass to get to the East 34th dock. I decided to just take the L train to the G. I could have taken the bus, but that felt stressful. Every time I get on a bus in Brooklyn I wind up somewhere unexpected.
The way home was lovely, however. Alex escorted me back to the L. Then he returned to Greenpoint because Eddie wanted to stop by Tørst for Danish beer. He'll take a cab home later, he told me. Mainly because I asked him.
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Earlier this week, I began thinking about how I might get over to Greenpoint. On Tuesday or Wednesday, I remembered the new water taxi that goes from 34th street right over the river and bam, drops you off on the shores of Greenpoint. And definitely, I decided, this would be the way to go. The water taxis are sort of new and I like a shiny penny. As another example to prove my point, I'm still not over the 2nd Avenue Q train. Sometimes I find reasons to go to the UES just to ride the damn train. The seats and poles and doors are not completely covered by decades of bacteria. It's practically thrilling.
Ultimately, I did not take the water taxi. When I actually was putting my shoes on to leave, it occurred to me it's a real pain in the ass to get to the East 34th dock. I decided to just take the L train to the G. I could have taken the bus, but that felt stressful. Every time I get on a bus in Brooklyn I wind up somewhere unexpected.
The way home was lovely, however. Alex escorted me back to the L. Then he returned to Greenpoint because Eddie wanted to stop by Tørst for Danish beer. He'll take a cab home later, he told me. Mainly because I asked him.
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