So the best way I could figure out to get around NYC with twins was to stick one in a baby carrier and push the other in a small umbrella stroller. It worked great on the subway. But on the bus they actually do make you fold up the stroller. So you are dependent on the kindness of strangers. But that's all good. It's part of the zen immersion experience that is twins. You can't plan anything, you just have to be in the moment.
In fact it turned out the hardest part of the whole experience was letting my guard down and letting people help me. Not at all what I would have expected. But as a vanity (?!) licence plate I recently saw read, this is all about INRWORK.
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