A strange thing happened to me on the subway
Now, that in and of itself really shouldn’t shock anyone. Strange things happen on the New York City subway every day. In fact, more strange things probably happen on one single train on one single day than occur in a week in your home town. But this was an interesting one.
A few years back, I joined a trail running group on Meetup.com. And like many things in a fast-paced city of transplants, it was fantastic while it lasted. The cornerstone was two women from Germany who were roommates and had a large SUV, and then random people each week that stumbled across the listing and decided, sure, it would be great to get out of the city for a few hours, head into the woods, run a few miles, then grab some food.