I’ve only been back into Manhattan a few times since March. It’s only 15 minutes away. Two stops on the Path train, or a short ferry ride across the Hudson. The skyline is right there, the Empire State and World Trade Center often appearing between Jersey City’s own towers as reminders of our great city neighbor.
Still great now though, as the pandemic continues?
I wonder how many are still enjoying being there. For some, I’m sure, it will always be the only place to call home. The streets aren’t as busy as before, the parks providing space and some escape as they always have. The spine of Manhattan, 5th and 6th and 7th avenues are already crowded again. There isn’t social-distancing space.
I’m sure many other cities around the world are worse. Population densities in some that must make Manhattan seem quiet and relaxed and safe.
But New York is the only major city I get to see at the moment. It will always be a special city to me, along with London and Paris, but Manhattan isn’t somewhere I want to spend much time right now. Sadly. I hope that changes again soon. And for now I’m grateful to have the choice.