Subway platforms have been the bane of my return to NYC. They are so hot. They compelled me to go get the ice vest. Today, the NYTimes writes on the heat on the platform:
This week, I bought a thermometer, hopped on the F, and rode back to Second Avenue, where the temperature on the platforms ranged from 97 all the way up to 101 degrees — all while it was only a relatively mild 86 degrees above ground.
The thing missing from the story is that it is always really humid down there. Probably from all the sweat evaporating off of the heat struck riders standing around waiting for the next train to arrive.
Whenever waiting at 42nd for the train home, I wind up sweating as bad as I do when I go workout…ridiculous. That Ice vest sounds interesting…