We went to McCarren Park last Saturday
in our car.
Weekend subways are terrible.
And I don't believe that there's a G train.
It's like a unicorn, but MUCH less cool.
It took us half an hour to get across town,
and when we did,
we were on this road that was basically slapped on
to the side of the bridge.
Jon loved it.
He felt groovy. We both did.
A boat in the East River.
It took about fifty minutes door to McCarren Park each way.
In the comfort of our bucket seats,
it sure beat waiting for
and then actually riding the subway.