The Blackout
Aug. 15th, 2003 01:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ceebeegeeI'm okay. Walked down 63 flights of stairs in heels--thank God the base of the heel was pretty broad. Last night was very isolating--I feel like I missed out on all this New York togetherness, what with block parties and all, but honestly I was just waiting for the lights to come back on, assuming they would fairly quickly, and when they didn't, it was getting too late and way too dark to party outside.
I led several bankers, including Adam (whom I support), Alan and a couple of others, down the emergency stairs. Apparently I set quite the pace--I'm like "Let's go, time's a-wasting." Any good girly feminist knows how to run in heels. Good exercise. It could've been a LOT worse--I could've been stuck in an elevator, or a train (shudder). And the new apartment is much cooler than the old and was pretty comfortable. I climbed up on my roof to enjoy what was left of the day and go over my lines, and had a lovely view of all the other buildings around me, with courtyards and gardens and balconies, backlit with candlelight, framing other New Yorkers also enjoying this unexpected time.
I led several bankers, including Adam (whom I support), Alan and a couple of others, down the emergency stairs. Apparently I set quite the pace--I'm like "Let's go, time's a-wasting." Any good girly feminist knows how to run in heels. Good exercise. It could've been a LOT worse--I could've been stuck in an elevator, or a train (shudder). And the new apartment is much cooler than the old and was pretty comfortable. I climbed up on my roof to enjoy what was left of the day and go over my lines, and had a lovely view of all the other buildings around me, with courtyards and gardens and balconies, backlit with candlelight, framing other New Yorkers also enjoying this unexpected time.
