I took the subway line C from 42nd Port Authority to 110th St, on the upper west corner of Central Park. My plan was to run along the east side and then return home. In the path I saw lots of fireflies and after a while it started to rain cats and dogs! It was a blast to run for the first time in the US in the rain. And it was in NYC, in Central Park, a moment not to be forgotten so soon.
The most amazing thing though it was the fact that when I realized that after 6km I had passed the starting point! I did not notice, but I ran in circles, as shown in the map bellow.
My definition of Central Park: it's just like Ibirapuera that we have in São Paulo, but with infinite possibilities.
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