And then I would have to lead him by the arm, sobbing, to some little sandwich shop and console him while he ate pastrami. A view across the lake in Central Park. We headed uptown for a stroll through Central Park. Bill's bronchitis was better but Niki and I determined, with the aid of a stopwatch, that Bill averaged eleven minutes and thirty second intervals between telling us how sick he was just a day before, and what a great sacrifice he was making by being outdoors with us. I got the impression that Bill felt lunch was not quite restitution enough for his valiant efforts, and dinner was somehow in his plans.
Central Park is a big place.
While mostly used by New Yorkers as a place to relax, bicycle, walk or rollerblade, the park also hosts a zoo, skating rinks, theaters, restaurants, and more. We bypassed most of these other activities and spent our time walking along the big loop road that covers over six miles in the park. As a matter of fact, I think I walked more this day in New York than any of the days I spent walking around Moscow or St. Petersburg, later in the trip. I had a bought a new pair of sneakers just before leaving Atlanta, anticipating a lot of time spent on my feet. However, I realized after all the walking I had done in New York that they were a bit small for my feet, and not suited well to long walks.