I’ve been driving OSFO to school lately, which means retrieving the car from its far- flung parking space around 7am, picking up breakfast from the Seventh Avenue newstand (toasted bagel and butter, coffee, a small carton of no pulp Tropicana) and waiting in front of the building for OSFO to come down.
And waiting.
Sometimes it takes her forever to finish her make up. It’s the eyeliner, I think, that is so time consuming.
When she finally appears, we’re off and driving. Up Prospect Park West to the Pavilion traffic circle, across Prospect Park Southwest to the other traffic circle and up Coney Island Avenue to Avenue L.
Coney Island Avenue deserves its own post but I will say it’s a kooky, busy, action-packed strip in the morning, a cacophony of school buses, car services, SUV drivers, contractors picking up supplies, trucks, and pedestrians zigging and zagging. Listening to the Elvis Duran Morning Show on C-100 makes the drive go quickly. This morning talk show with Elvis, Froggy, Skeery, Greg T, Carolina and Danielle is a caffeine jolt of pop culture, music, phone hacking, call-ins, silly jokes, laughing people.
Did you know the Avenues are in alphabetical order? Albermarle, Beverly, Church, Cortelyou, Ditmas…
Turn left at Avenue L, aka the Pomegranate Supermarket, over to East 18th Street, home of Edward R. Murrow High School.
B-R-E-A-T-H-E.
Just curious why you’d drive a high-schooler to school in New York, especially when there’s a Q-stop one block away, and the subway journey may be faster than driving? Surely one of the joys of living in NY is that we don’t schlep our teens around?
I’m with you 100% It IS a weird thing to do. The subway system in this city makes driving idiotic. I totally agree about not having to schlep our teens around. Yes. Yes. Let’s just say there are extenuating circumstances.
I take Ocean Pkway in and CIA back, it seems that it goes faster. Yes the diversity of cultures is amazing.
Hopefully the trip will be done and my kid get’s transfer. Very dissapointing Murrow!!!
There is so much to say about CIA. And I love calling it CIA. Such an international passageway over there. More to come. I didn’t even get to talk about the return trip.
CIA never fails to amaze. I love the part where the Orthodox and Middle Eastern and Southeast Asian stores are virtually side-by-side…Hebrew and Arabic lettered signs in a jumble…we ought to be able to export whatever makes that possible…
I know this route only too well! Our daughters must be school mates.
I love how Coney Island Ave shuffles thru something like 5 different cultural neighborhoods before Pomegranite.
And this: The Esogrim Superstore.
Love it.