New York Marathon 2018. Our street and Central Park West closed. As usual. However. This year. Runners were funneled out of the park behind a fenced-in tarp. They used to run free with their winning capes happily flapping as family and friends greeted them. This year. Everyone with celebratory signs and flowers turned away by a bevy of cops. A constant stream of enthusiastic fans going toward the race then sullenly shlepping back under our window all day. They couldn’t post a sign? Silly. Then. They opened the street to traffic at 7pm. Yay! Not. Cars were backed up and honking. What? Oops. Central Park West still closed. For at least another hour. What a mess.
Security gets tighter every year. Wonder if they’ll let the balloons fly on Thanksgiving?!