My friend Gabe invited me to a dinner party at a friend’s place up on 155th street. This is far higher than I have ever been in Manhattan (I am not entirely sure it isn’t in another state). I will stop off at Gabe’s (who lives way down on 113th street) for a drink beforehand, and hopefully will acclimatize enough at that altitude before heading uptown. If I should get dizzy or short of breath, the subway is reasonably quick and should allow me to descend at least as far as Hell’s Kitchen before suffering pulmonary edema.
Altitude sickness
25
Jan
2009