if found please return

i don't think it's too remarkable that since living in new york i've yet to make the pilgrimage to the bronx. i barely make it north of 14th street. this is a city where you rather quickly become accustomed to your 4 block radius of a neighborhood. within that realm you will almost undoubtedly find at LEAST 1 deli, a laundromat, a bar, a place to eat, and a dry cleaners at every third storefront.

but today i had to make my inaugural trip into the bronx. catch the train. snag a bus. over the river, through the woods, knock three times, and wink. and why shouldn't i go?

it's about damned time.

let people wonder if i've missed my stop as the train creeps further past a zillion and 1st to a zillion and 35th street and a zillion and dot dot dot! and i don't mind at all that as i board the bus to go where even the train can't take me that it seems as though i could very well be heading right out of town! so what if it's taken me 2 hours to get this far and i've not even reached my destination! bravah i say!

gee i hope i get to do this everyday . . . i could use the street cred.