500 miles of tall grass: a Pokémon Go road trip

Living in New York, I’m aware that I reside in a bustling Pokémon Go mecca. Its abundance of plaques, murals, and pocket parks mean you’ll find pokéstops practically every block, and its pokémon population can feel almost as dense as its human one. Blatantly jaywalking to catch one is not only permissible, but practically expected.
But after a few days navigating the city’s endless swarms of Zubats, I couldn’t help but feel that I was missing out. Wha