"A walk in the park" is an expression that is similar to "piece of cake," as well as "easy as pie." It can also simply mean, a walk in the park. And some walks in the park are not a "walk in the park," if you know what I mean.
Take my last walk through Central Park in New York City. I hadn't gotten more than one hundred yards into the park, when I had to give up my wallet at knife point. A little bit further in, someone with a baseball bat took my shoes. I don't know why he wanted them. He had a perfectly good pair, himself.
After that, I was chased by three guys, who I think were speaking Russian. They took my pants.
And before I could get out of the park, I had to run from a pack of wild dogs. At least, I think they were dogs, but I didn't want to wait around to find out for sure (certain).
That was just the early part of my evening. When I fnally escaped from my "walk in the park," I was arrested by the police for running around without any pants on. I believe they thought I was some sort of pervert. So, I spent the rest of the night in jail.
But, I have learned my lesson. If I want to go for a walk now, I look for a nice busy, smelly, and unpleasant looking area of city streets and parking lots.
I stay out of those deceptively beautiful parks. Which, just like Rupert Murdoch's wife, can be extremely dangerous, as well as beautiful.
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