I grew up three blocks away from the Hudson River, and let me tell you: never once during the years that I lived on West 46th Street did anyone ever suggest that we pop over to the Hudson for a little dip on a hot summer day. Apparently things have changed, though, because yesterday afternoon a few friends and I set up camp at a small beach just a ten-minute drive from my front door, set up camp with sushi, pizza, and a bottle of rose, and...
swam.
I swam in the Hudson River. So did Indy.
It was so cool.
