Not everyone spent the day tramping around unplowed streets. Here’s the first write up I’ve read of the trip in, quoted in Deep in the Heart of Brooklyn, from The Brooklyn Beat, Dec. 28. dithob.blogspot.com/2010/12/snowpacalypse-now.html
The Q train still isn't running, so I walked a mile or so to the Flatbush Junction. Streets are littered with abandoned cars and buses. Rappelling snow banks to get to the train. People, incredibly, still trying to use their autos, even though the end of most Brooklyn streets terminate in a snowdrift or an abandoned vehicle.
Getting on the 3 train at around 7 AM, it was like the last train leaving Saigon, people squeezing in, arguing:
Woman #1 - "Move your fat ass so I can get on the train!"
Woman #2- "You ain't no size 8 neither!" followed by a mutual
exchange of barnyard epithets and vituperation.
Things finally settled down around Franklin Ave. as folks got off to switch for the Lex. I got off at Borough Hall–Brooklyn stop, grabbed a yogurt and a coffee and fell on my butt near the corner of Court and Livingston, near where Barney's (Beauty Aids/Pharmacy/Cigar Vault) stood for many years.
I made it in and am trying to accomplish a few things, amidst new people appearing and comparing Snowpacalypse notes....
May the end of 2010 bring a Happier 2011 for all. Ciao.