Drive-by

The perpetually fabulous Zach offered to come with me on a driving tour of Hunts Point today. (Technically it’s the weekend, but I’m now completely lost in the whole time-space continuum. I’m pretty sure “down time” has ceased to exist.) Good thing, because I’m still not up to speed on driving our elderly stick-shift Cabriolet. (And probably won’t be anytime soon. See previous parenthetical.)

It was a ridiculously hot day. (Did I mention that our car has no air conditioning? It’s a convertible, granted, but the thought of having the top down under that burning sun was a complete nonstarter.) Still, I got a good sense of the neighborhood topography. And we befriended a security guard at the soon-to-be new HQ of the soon-to-be-relocated Fulton Fish Market, and he let us tool around the gargantuan parking lot to get a sense of the place. I imagine that I will be writing at least one Fish Market story once the place finally opens (this fall, in theory, although it’s been delayed a couple of times already), so it was good to check it out on a dead-quiet Sunday.

Turns out Hunts Point is just a short drive from the ABC Carpet & Home warehouse, which just happened to be having a massive sale. So we did what any self-respecting, dehydrated, overheated couple would do: we bought a couple of bottles of water and soaked up ABC’s A/C for a while. (We seriously thought about buying a rug and a leather sectional sofa, but then we remembered that we live in the poorhouse now, and redecorating it seemed ill advised.)