The kid and I were making the rounds of some galleries in Chelsea, then we had to go meet my wife and some of her former colleagues for dinner at Columbia. So with a little time to kill and no desire to schlep all the way back to Seventh Avenue, we decided to take the 10th Ave. bus.
Because of the whole stroller thing, the kid almost never takes the bus, but we left the stroller home today. So as we head for the high seats in the back, what do we see blocking our way? A stroller. A full-fledged Evenflo stroller being pushed by a couple of babushkas.
At first, I was like, "No way! That's awesome! Finally, you can bring strollers on the bus!" But when they were getting off, and grappling that thing down a couple of stairs, shoving people out of the way, and making everyone wait, it was good riddance. That stroller was a menace.
But then not five blocks later, another lady gets on with a kid asleep in an umbrella stroller. They stayed up front, where the aisle was wider, but still. That was two strollers in half an hour.