So I just started this new gang called Scooter Nation. I got a scooter, which has changed my life in a lot of ways, but kept it the same in others. I'll explain.

My views on new york city transit, B.S. (Before Scooter)

One:  I hate cabs! But I use them because here in the city they are a necessary evil, just like my desire to go to SATC2 alone with a mini merlot. Cabbies are insano, and are by far the scariest people on the road because they 1. probably don't have a license 2. don't operate the vehicle under any sort of "lane position laws" and 3. are rude and don't check their blind spots.

Two:  The subway breaks down at random, and is frequently stalled because of train traffic ahead.

Three: I love when the subway goes above ground, because it feels like a ride at Disneyland. They had that futuristic ride back in the day, called the "people mover" (my mom calls the NYC subway the People Mover also, so funny, but it's true, and a much friendlier and more vivid term for what it is), and I would often take the long route by riding the bus instead, so I would not have to go underground. There's gotta be something psychological about going underground so much, that's maybe why people here go crazy. The human body is not designed to go underground until WE DIE.

Four: I like riding my cruiser around, and only through divine intervention I have not been injured while coasting down broadway in times square traffic, with nothing but flip flops and a tube dress. The bike is a sweet way to get around.


My views on new york city transit, A.S. (After Scooter)

One: I am now afraid of slash hating cabs from the outside! Before, I was locked in the backseat, going along on the crazy ride as an accomplice, but now I am having to punch (yes, punch) hoods, pound my fist on windows, honk and scream just to avoid being sideswiped. I thought it was scary being in one before. Now I'm surrounded by them. But luck be the lady, I have the reflexes of a jungle cat, and a full face helmet.

Two: My scooter is faithful, and has only stopped working once. But it was not her fault, I neglected to fill her with 2.3 gallons of life-giving gasoline yesterday on Broadway and Prince Street in SoHo.

Three: I am always above ground! And the view of the city and the Brooklyn Bridge as I'm cruising over the Manhattan Bridge during the twilight hour each night, is an absolutely beautiful sight. The only times I'm underground now is when I'm underwater, in the holland tunnel or the midtown tunnel. And that is TRIPPY.

Four: Because my mom reads this blog, I will not explain in full how I managed to survive being hit by a cab (Hi, Nance. Yes, it's true) but it was straight up awesome, and I was wearing all my safety gear so I was perfectly fine after shouldering into the hood and rolling safely off the cab.



All this to say, my new Scooter Nation gang will involve all of you out there in the two-wheeled community, because we have to stick together. You can park 33 scooters in the same amount of space you can parallel park 3 cars, and in my short scooter experience in the city, I've learned that these streets are riddled with pot holes, hidden dangers like blind intersections and bus lanes. Check back shortly for the SCOOTER NATION tab on here, where I'll be updating you on my scooter trips, places to avoid while on your two-wheels (pot holes, grand-canyon-ish hazards in the middle of the road, scenic drives, etc.)

Wonderful! I'll post a pic up soon of me on the scooter. Gotta go hop on it and cruise now. Love you all!