Luckylighter
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First off, I felt like wearing my Indy style Cabela's shirt and Indyesque pants to work today. Obviously, I was wearing my fedora and had my MKVII bag with me like I always do.
Today was payday, and I had an interview at 2:30, so I left the office with enough time to cash my check, grab some lunch, and conduct the interview, which was at the local coffeebar.
On my way to Fort Lee, I decided that I didn't want to take the same route I always do--County Road to 9W--so I took a road that looked like it might get me to 9W a lot quicker.
I was wrong.
But I found a community that I never knew existed. The roads leading through it twisted and turned around the most amazing homes I have ever seen in this area. I felt like was no longer in Jersey, but in Beverly Hills. They weren't houses, they were mansions and castles. I always knew this area was wealthy, but I had no idea they were this wealthy. It was like a whole world that existed in my state that I never knew was here.
The roads were so twisty, they were almost like a maze, so it took a while to get back to the main road. But I did, and made it to the bank before the lunchtime crowds. I had so much time left over because the bank was empty, that I had time to explore a section of the Palisades Interstate Park that I had never been in before. Unfortuantely, they charge for parking, so I ended up taking the car path through the park--I knew I would stay no longer than 15 or 20 minutes, and the $4 charge just wasn't worth it for that short amount of time. But I got to see the Palisades from a perspective I never had before. I drove underneath the George Washington Bridge really, really close, and got to watch maintenance crews working on the bridge.
After about 10 minutes I turned around and headed for the exit. As I was driving back, I saw a broken down concrete stairway heading up the Palisades into the woods above. I couldn't take it any longer, so I pulled over to the side of the road--against park rules--and got out to explore. I followed the stairway up till I couldn't see my car anymore, and then I got worried about leaving my car like that, so I headed back.
When I got to the bottom of the stairway, I saw in front of me, about 50 feet ahead, that in the opposite direction, the path continued DOWN--from where I was standing, it looked like a sharp drop off, like a pit or well in the ground. As I got closer, I saw that there were another set of steps--very steep--that lead to a little tunnel under that section of the car path. So I went inside--it was only about 20 or 30 feet long--and came out to another set of steps which took me to another little tunnel--which was really just a brick underpass. At this point I was getting further and further away from my car...but I didn't care. I found someplace that I didn't know existed and it was exhilarating. I kept following the path and I realized it was taking me down to the shore of the Hudson River.
At this point I started to care about my car again, so I headed back and never made it to the end of the path. Which is great actually, because now I have something to look forward to doing.
To be continued...
Today was payday, and I had an interview at 2:30, so I left the office with enough time to cash my check, grab some lunch, and conduct the interview, which was at the local coffeebar.
On my way to Fort Lee, I decided that I didn't want to take the same route I always do--County Road to 9W--so I took a road that looked like it might get me to 9W a lot quicker.
I was wrong.
But I found a community that I never knew existed. The roads leading through it twisted and turned around the most amazing homes I have ever seen in this area. I felt like was no longer in Jersey, but in Beverly Hills. They weren't houses, they were mansions and castles. I always knew this area was wealthy, but I had no idea they were this wealthy. It was like a whole world that existed in my state that I never knew was here.
The roads were so twisty, they were almost like a maze, so it took a while to get back to the main road. But I did, and made it to the bank before the lunchtime crowds. I had so much time left over because the bank was empty, that I had time to explore a section of the Palisades Interstate Park that I had never been in before. Unfortuantely, they charge for parking, so I ended up taking the car path through the park--I knew I would stay no longer than 15 or 20 minutes, and the $4 charge just wasn't worth it for that short amount of time. But I got to see the Palisades from a perspective I never had before. I drove underneath the George Washington Bridge really, really close, and got to watch maintenance crews working on the bridge.
After about 10 minutes I turned around and headed for the exit. As I was driving back, I saw a broken down concrete stairway heading up the Palisades into the woods above. I couldn't take it any longer, so I pulled over to the side of the road--against park rules--and got out to explore. I followed the stairway up till I couldn't see my car anymore, and then I got worried about leaving my car like that, so I headed back.
When I got to the bottom of the stairway, I saw in front of me, about 50 feet ahead, that in the opposite direction, the path continued DOWN--from where I was standing, it looked like a sharp drop off, like a pit or well in the ground. As I got closer, I saw that there were another set of steps--very steep--that lead to a little tunnel under that section of the car path. So I went inside--it was only about 20 or 30 feet long--and came out to another set of steps which took me to another little tunnel--which was really just a brick underpass. At this point I was getting further and further away from my car...but I didn't care. I found someplace that I didn't know existed and it was exhilarating. I kept following the path and I realized it was taking me down to the shore of the Hudson River.
At this point I started to care about my car again, so I headed back and never made it to the end of the path. Which is great actually, because now I have something to look forward to doing.
To be continued...
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