My train had just passed Philly when my phone rang. The Nor'Easter has shut down the LIRR and Penn Station is closed! I checked with the conductor and like I've seen in too many bad movies, I sort of started a panic. We were looking at being stuck in Penn Station all night and having to sleep on the floor. Thanks to me people were talking and calling and panicking.
Let's go back a little. I had a great dinner and night with Cubby and his Partner watching the election results come in at Dupont Italian Kitchen. Cubby from Patently Queer has more photos and overly flattering write up.
I spent the morning after reading all about the great news and writing a few posts before checking out of my Priceline deal of the year Hotel and heading to lunch at Miewah. My train back to NY wasn't until 6:05 so I hung out and just relaxed, window shopped and took a few pics of hot guys on the metro. At around 5, my father called about the worsening Nor'Easter, that it was snowing and very windy 20-35 mile an hour winds with gusts up to 60. He thought I might be better staying in DC for the night. The news I had heard didn't make it out to be bad enough to stop the trains from NYC to where I live on Long Island and really thought he just didn't want to pick me up at 11 pm or midnight and told him I'd just take a cab. So I got on the train.
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All along, I was playing Cher and she stayed with me my entire journey. At some point, I can't really remember when, it became clear (or maybe it was anger) that I was just going to have to walk the entire way. Maybe it was the wine or the sense of adventure but I was energized. I was also wrong about how far it was. Things seem shorter in a car.
I had been walking for 2 hours an 45 minutes, taken a few pics (I would have taken more but needed to conserve battery power) and sent a few texts (in case I disappeared into a snow drift) when I was greeted by the State Police.
- SP - "Hey buddy, what are you doing?"
- Me - "Walking home."
- SP - "Why?"
- Me - "They canceled my train, I couldn't get a cab or a ride."
- SP - "Where's home?"
- Me - " Lynbrook. But I started in Mineola."
- SP - "Whow! Why don't you hop in and I'll give you a lift."
- Me - " That would be great."
I had walked 5.5 miles and learned I still had 3 to go. I'm not sure that I would have made it. If I had been less tired, I would have tried to take advantage of being picked up by a hunky cop on a dark and stormy night but I guess it wasn't meant to be. That was Wednesday and although I'm not sore, it has taken me until today to get back to full energy.
I hope President Obama appreciates what I did to vote for him and help swing VA blue.