7:30AM — Sara just got up so she could ride into the city with Christian and Mara. I could be the third person squished in the back of their Mini but I want to sleep a little more.
8:00AM — Sara just left. Snooze time.
8:15AM — Okay, time to get up.
9:24AM — After showering, getting dressed, eating my Cracklin’ Oat Bran and reading some of Snider’s movie reviews I guess it’s time I better leave. I usually roll into work about now but because it’s the transit strike and I have to walk, nobody really cares.
9:25AM — I talk to JT in the hallway and he has to get up to Midtown. Sucks for him, it’s 25 degrees outside.
9:25AM — Mapping my route I decide it would be best to take Flatbush to the Manhattan Bridge.
9:37 — Nearing downtown Brooklyn, it makes me grateful that I live among brownstones rather than big, ugly glass buildings with garbage all over the streets.
9:55 — After walking practically ALL MORNING I finally get to the bridge. The East River is my ocean.
10:05 — The view of downtown Manhattan, the Brooklyn Bridge and the Statue of Liberty is fantastic. I get the same view every day as I cross this bridge on the subway but I’m usually too busy rushing through The Book of Mormon (two more weeks left!!!) to take it all in.
10:07 — I shoot a picture of it on my phone and send it to Sara. She’ll smile.
10:15 — That took FOREVER!!! I’d definitely compare it to the Pacific Ocean rather than the puny Atlantic.
10:18 — I guess it WAS the Pacific Ocean because I think I’m in China. (Does China always have their nasty fish out this early in the morning?)
10:22 — All across Asia into Europe I’m now in Italy… though it seems much littler.
10:25 — Soho, finally. If I have to do this tomorrow I think I’m going to DIE!! Now I can say I totally understand what the Mormon pioneers suffered through.