Posts tagged ‘NYC area’

November 3rd, 2012

The Infrastructure We Take for Granted

by Joanna Eng

For most of us in the New York/New Jersey area, this entire week has been consumed by Hurricane Sandy and its effects. Some have been struggling to get by without electricity, running water, or elevator service on the 20th floor of an apartment building. Some have had their homes and cars destroyed by uprooted trees, flood waters, wind, or fire. Some have lost their lives from electrocution, falling trees, drowning, or lack of power for their medical devices. Others of us (like me and my neighbors) have just been inconvenienced and immobilized by the lack of transportation options due to flooding, power outages, and fuel shortages.

Gas shortage photo by Brian Kingsley

I hope that one effect of Sandy has been that everyone realizes how much we have been taking for granted the incredible infrastructure we use everyday. We have a huge, complex subway and commuter rail system that needs constant maintenance to continue to move us from place to place. We rely on gas stations that provide a steady supply of fuel that has been pumped up from beneath the earth’s surface, processed in a refinery, transported thousands of miles, and put into an easy-to-use machine that takes credit cards. We depend on a nonstop flow of electricity to keep our food cold, our showers warm, and our minds informed and entertained.

Eight years ago, after spending three months in Ocotal, Nicaragua, some of these simple facts dawned on me. The infrastructure in most communities in the United States is absolutely amazing. I mean, we have water hydrants every 500 feet just in case there’s a fire someday. We have a uniform system of addresses and zip codes so that we can expect to receive all mail that has been sent to us. We have stations that list the time that the next bus or train will arrive.

Traveling to a place that’s very different from home is one way to gain a lasting appreciation for these systems that we base our entire lives on. Being in the path of a “superstorm” is another way, apparently.

Maybe Sandy’s aftermath will also push us to develop even better forms of infrastructure that don’t promote the same systems that have caused climate change in the first place.

October 12th, 2011

Hiking off the Metro-North

by Joanna Eng

For weeks, I had been itching to get out of the city, to be surrounded by trees again. So after coordinating busy schedules and researching hikes that can be accessed via public transportation, three of us took the Metro-North train up to Cold Spring, New York, to trek up Bull Hill.

The start of the Washburn Trail was a one-mile walk from the train station—not bad. I was, for some reason, skeptical about how “strenuous” the hike would be, but after plenty of steep uphill action for over an hour, I needed all the extra food and water we had brought. We reached the top with an abundance of rewarding views under our belts.

We followed the hike description and looped back down on a few other trails. Fun features of the descent included trying to hop across Breakneck Brook where the bridges had washed away, exploring mysterious abandoned buildings, and counting frogs in an old cistern and well.

We found out later that the buildings (and old road, farming equipment, cistern, etc.) were part of the Edward J. Cornish estate. Several special details in the mansion have been preserved, like elegant diamond-shaped tiles and brick fireplaces in every room.

After the hike, we had time to explore Cold Spring’s Main Street, where we treated ourselves to “the last ice cream of the summer,” browsed antique shops, visited a newly opened Chinese grocery store and scoped out real estate listings—because of course, we were all dreaming about moving here after such a picturesque fall day in the Hudson Valley.

I’m already planning for the next Metro-North adventure: maybe Breakneck Ridge, Garrison, or Peekskill.

November 8th, 2010

Car-Free Cape May

by Joanna Eng

This past summer, I was looking for a vacation spot where I could just relax for a week. I didn’t want to have to go to the airport, rent a car, or travel too far from the city. My travel companion and I settled on Cape May, a charming beach town at the southern tip of New Jersey.

Why it worked without a car

NJ Transit works. There are buses down the whole length of New Jersey, and the Cape May bus station is in a pretty convenient location. One day we even took a break from oh-so-lovely Cape May and went by bus to Wildwood, where we got to experience the more stereotypical Jersey Shore vibe.

Photo by InAweofGod'sCreation

It’s a walkable city. The beach, grocery store, restaurants, coffee shop, ice cream shops, historic houses, bus station, and realtor’s office were all within walking distance of the apartment we rented for the week. Even if we had had a car, I don’t think we would have used it much.

Biking is the thing to do. There were several affordable bike rental shops to choose from, and casual bikers were a common sight on the streets. By renting bikes for just 24 hours, we were able to go beyond the city center and explore the rest of Cape May (including a lighthouse, a few other beaches, farms and farm stands, an antique sale, and a tasty restaurant).

We had low-key plans. All we really wanted to do was swim, read books, wander around, and not think about work. We weren’t seeking any major adventures this time, so staying put for the whole week worked out perfectly.

Lessons learned

Old suitcases are heavy, and you never end up needing as many shirts as you think you will. Walking from the Tolz real estate office to our rental apartment wasn’t terrible, but the August sun made me wish I had a more streamlined, easy-to-roll suitcase. I also could have lightened the load a bit by cutting down on outfits.

Local buses are sloooowwww. If you can avoid it, don’t ever get stuck on a non-express bus from Cape May to New  York City. There was a limited schedule on the day we wanted to return home, and the trip took several hours. It was especially painful because I was slammed with the worst cramps of my life that day.