How long would it take me to walk across the United States all alone...

I’m not sure about the entire United States, but walking the 6 miles to work this morning took me 2 hours. I started at 8:15 at home and walked to the train with Eric, said good-bye and walked across the street to the Manhattan side of the F while he went down to The Brooklyn side (since he works in Park slope). Two F trains passed by and they were full beyond capacity… .so I think I have a bright idea and pack it all up and proceed to walk to Borough hall and get the 4/5 train to work. I get there and its pretty much mayhem there as well, no one knows where anything is going or what is going on. Finally a 4 train come up and the announcer says “ to my knowledge the last stop on the train will be wall street”, it’s never a good thing when the conductor doesn’t know where she is going or what is happening. Well, we kind of stop and go and go and stop and fortunately we go all the way to Brooklyn Bridge, this has taken an hour to go 2 stops though. At Brooklyn Bridge my plan is to switch to the 6 and take it uptown to work. No such luck, all northern bound train are going only as far as Brooklyn Bridge and that’s it, all because of flooding and power outages on the tracks. Well we do what we have to do, don’t we. I get out of the train station and proceed to walk and walk, stop by the N&R wait a while, no luck, walk out of the train station and continue walking and walking and walking. I stop here and there and check out the M1 (the bus) that goes north bound on Lafayette (the path I decided to take to work) and each one is topped to the brim with people. Cabs are hot commodities and since most of my bank account is being preserved to pay my physical therapy co-pays; I am not really psyched on the idea of searching out a bank so that I can deplete funds even more to fight everyone on the street to get into a cab. So I walk some more, and at approximately 10:30 am, I get to work.. Now, you have to understand there are certain days that at the end of the day it is a nice idea to take a relaxing stroll over the bridge home and stretch my legs and clear my mind. I usually choose to do this on cooler nights where oppressive humidity isn’t present. This morning it was 90+ degrees with enough humidity that I actually considered whipping the sweat from my brow for the nine hundredth and seventy-fifth time and laying on the road and waiting to die. And that ladies and gentlemen was my morning commute all because of tornados and torrential rain that woke me up at 5 am this morning. I am hoping the trip home will be less of an adventure.

.and here you have it.