Well, it's summer

[rm]

You want to know how many days of Spring we had? Three. Exactly three. And then we had two snow storms, and now it's bloody summer. In mid-April. I hate the lack of Spring in NYC. Hate hate hate.

Part of it is that summer here is so damn filthy, and to me that's so counter intuitive. We're surrounded by water. We have remarkably decent air quality. We're a city of glittering towers in a first world country, and yet, within an hour of leaving my house after a lovely shower with excellent water pressure, I am covered with the grime that New York just seems to exude from its pores, directly to mine.

Feh!

Of course, carrying three quaterstaffs through the theater district didn't help. Oh yes, I'm a real stage manager now.

Comments

[kalyx.livejournal.com]

that sounds reminiscent of the summer I spent in Chicago. The city was fine when I just arrived and it was in the 70s, but as the city warmed up, it got so dirty and stinky. It made me long for Anchorage, which is probably a filthier city, since sand is dumped on the roads all winter, accumulating dirt along side walks and just about everywhere you look. Anchorage just has a gray and dirty quality, which strongly contrasts with the pristine untouched surrounding areas, but with all of that dirt and grime, Anchorage never stank. Nice thing about very cold weather, there may be dirt, but no city stench. And on really hot days, the stench in chicago was nauseating. Granted, smells get under my skin more than most, but how do people live in that?