How true it is...

My parents rock - yesterday's post was courtesy Mom, and today's is courtesy Dad.

• There is no North or South - it's "uptown" and "downtown." East or West is "cross-town."
• You're 35 years old and don't have a driver's license.
• You ride in a subway car with no air conditioning, just because there are seats available.
• You take the train home and you know exactly where on the platform the doors will open that will leave you right in front of the exit stairway.
• You know what a 'regular' coffee is.
• It's not Manhattan...it's the 'city.'
• You cross the street anywhere but at the corner and you yell at cars for not respecting your right to do it.
• You move 3,000 miles away, spend 10 years learning the local language and people still know you're from Brooklyn, Long Island or the Bronx the minute you open your mouth.
• You return after 10 years and the first foods you want are a 'real' pizza , a 'real' bagel, and 'real' Chinese food.
• A 500 square foot apartment is large.
• You know the differences between all the different Ray's pizzas.
• You are not under the mistaken impression that any human being would be able to actually understand a P.A. announcement on the subway.
• You wouldn't bother ordering pizza in any other city.
• You get ready to order dinner every night and must choose from the major food groups which are: Chinese, Italian, Mexican or Indian.
• You're not the least bit interested in going to Times Square on New Year's Eve.
• Your internal clock is permanently set to know when alternate side of the street parking regulations are in effect.
• You know what a bodega is.
• Someone bumps into you and you check for your wallet.
• You don't even notice the lady walking down the road having a perfectly normal conversation with herself.
• You pay 'only' $230 a month to park your car.
• You cringe at hearing people pronounce Houston St. like the city in Texas.
• The presidential visit is a major traffic jam, not an honor.
• You can nap on the subway and never miss your stop.
• The deli guy gives you a straw with any beverage you buy, even if ! It's a beer.

That's New York, baby! Ya gotta love it!