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Lessons Learned While the City’s our Oyster
The kids, wide eyed, marveled at all the flashing neon, while not understanding the significance of it being empty. To them, they were the first kids on the moon. They wandered around empty Soho & Tribeca streets, kicking a ball like street urchins from Newsies.
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The Un-United States
"...what stuck me even more was the dense air of menace that permeated the air. The heavy police presence and the odd gaggle of loitering people. Just waiting. For the sun to go down."
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A Tombstone to the Past
I decided to film some of my runs to visually document what I was seeing. For like all things, this must end and when it does I hope it's a document to how things were during this extraordinary time. We can look back, nod and say bravely we survived this.
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Haunting NYC Run – part 1
I'm left running the abandoned streets of America's greatest city, witnessing eerie desolation and haunting beauty.
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Day 11 – Tumbleweeds
Day 11 – I’ve decided to combine my running with my documentarian side. For those who didn’t know, I used to be a filmmaker back in the day. Nothing of which I’m confident you’ve seen. But I can assure you, no animals or children were harmed in the process (according to IMDB). Hypersensitive to social distancing, I find running on rainy days to be the most appropriate. Less people out and amateur runners stay home. I’ve not experienced an urban run as exhilarating and strange as this. I could run on the roads and paths unfettered by throngs of thousands blocking my way. It felt like I was running in…
