Mode of Transportation

It should come as no surprise that my main mode of transportation is this...

...the New York City Subway.  I mostly take the F train to West 4th Street and the A, C, or E train to Canal Street to get to school (and, naturally, the opposite to get back home).  Unfortunately, the F train during rush hour is horrible!  It's like cramming more sardines into an already full sardines can!  It's unbelievable!!

And with all the walking in the City, I was advised by my personal doctor, (ah-hem), my sister, Dr. Toni Garma, M.D., that special orthopedic shoes were in order.  Naturally, this was my excuse to buy myself 3 new pairs of shoes... because they were orthopedic and better for my lower back.  (I may have gone overboard in the orthopedic shoe department...)

But, new orthopedic shoes aside, it has been getting a bit colder here in the City.  Yesterday, it was about 56 degrees!  That's burr for an island girl like me!  I look like an idiot all bundled up walking to the subway, when others are walking around in shorts and an "I heart NY" t-shirt.  The skimpily clad are, of course, the natives!

And, although the subway is the cheapest and mostly fastest mode of transportation, waiting for the subway train is the absolute worst (especially when you see your subway train pull away right as you get there and know that you have 10 minutes to sweat it out down there!)

Just imagine: you're bundled up from the 50-something degree weather outside, you walk down into the subway, you're sweating buckets under the layers of clothes (coz it's so frickin' hot down there), and, after getting off the subway, you walk back up to street level, back in the 50-something degree atmosphere.  Being wet and cold is never the most comfortable thing.  It's a good thing I wasted no time getting my flu shot!  AND...  It's a good thing, when you're in the subway, you'll most likely be serenaded by the lastest subway band...

(In case you can't see them, the band is to the right of the Chick in red and white... Complete with Bill Clinton saxophone player and a drummer in a gray wife-beater tank...  Haha!)

Love and Aloha Peeps!