I was on my way to a dinner party in the West Village last week when I made the decision to take an M14 bus crosstown from 1st Avenue. I figured that taking the L train would be a crapshoot, and I could always walk west while I’m waiting for a bus.
Just as I was about to cross 14th Street, the light changed, and an M14 bus pulled away from the 1st Avenue stop. I decided that I would just pound the pavement and head towards Union Square, and eventually, another bus would come. Seems logical, right?
Well, it shouldn’t, because I had clearly forgotten that the M14 bus is the slowest bus in New York.
I got to Union Square, and not a single bus had come by yet. In the opposite direction, two M14 buses passed me going east. At this point, I’m practically halfway there, I figure, so why stop and take the subway now?
I keep walking. Fifth Avenue, no bus. Sixth Avenue, no bus. Seventh Avenue, no bus. Between Seventh and Eighth Avenue, a sixth bus passed me in the other direction. At this point, it started to rain, and I weasn’t wearing a coat. So, I walked a little faster.
At Eighth Avenue, I cut down and across on Jane Street to get to Hudson Street. I crossed Hudson and looked to my right: waiting at the traffic light was the very same M14 bus that I watched pull away at First Avenue.
I made it clear across Manhattan by foot faster than the M14 bus.