A year ago, I marveled at how much Christmas tree lots have changed since I was a kid (they now have bouncy slides and petting zoos).
Well, now we live in New York and there's none of that here. In fact, they don't seem to have Christmas tree lots at all. People sell trees in the narrow strip between the sidewalk and the curb.
Oddly, we found that 6- to 8-foot trees were most common. You would think in a city of apartment dwellers, smaller trees would be the norm. How does anyone fit an 8-footer on the subway?
We managed to find a reasonable-sized fir that we lugged home, via the tram and the bus. (When I asked the bus driver if it was OK to take a tree on board, he said, "As long as you don't smoke it." Touché.)
I made a video of the experience.
The next challenge: explaining to the kids how Santa gets into an apartment with no fireplace.