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Wednesday, December 07, 2005America's Next Top Pedestrian. I've long been fascinated by the rules that govern the sidewalks of Manhattan. One of my favorite occurrences while strolling through the city is the old speed-up/slow-down game that begins when you suddenly realize that you are walking right on pace with the person next to you. You both realize that you're walking right next a complete stranger, your steps in eerie unison. Usually, you both speed up at the same time, thus maintaining your side-by-side gait. Then you both slow down, keeping time with each other of course. And so forth. It's amazing the crazy dance we do just to protect a feeling of independence from the other pavement pounders who crowd the space around us. |
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