For the first time in, oh, a little less than five years, my flight into LaGuardia today flew straight up over Manhattan. As in, I looked out my window, and there was the Empire State Building. Like right there.
I’d forgotten that the routing of planes way the heck out over Jersey or Queens was a recent phenomenon. I’d forgotten that there was a time when one could get a pretty much direct aerial view of Central Park from the window of a 737. But today, at least, it’s back.
More from NYC soon.