Tag Archives: Trains

The New York Way

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29 March 2016

I have a blister on my feet from my new cool New York shoes. Today I’m going to wear my cool, comfortable shoes that I brought with me from Alabama. They look pretty New York to me. Style and comfort. That’s the New York way. Yesterday I left my apartment at 6 pm for a 7 pm meeting downtown. I could have walked it in 46 minutes, or the correct train would have taken me 25 minutes at that time of the evening. I took the wrong train. Or, trains. I got on the wrong train three times. At rush hour. A great lesson in patience. I arrived at 7:20 for the meeting. That’s the New York way. Learning about the trains. A friend told me he has lived here for 25 years and still takes the wrong train occasionally. Being kind to new people. That’s the New York way. It’s Spring in New York. It’s freezing and windy. That’s New York, and I love it.

 

I’m All That & a Pair of Earphones

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Earphones or earbuds are almost as important to New Yorkers as the N or the R running on time.  They are an expected part of one’s daily attire.  Last night a friend of mine wanted me to listen to a new song she had written for a musical.  She automatically said, “Get your earphones and listen to this.”  Of course, I did just that.  I grabbed them and I listened, just like a real New Yorker.

Lullaby 

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The train is so soothing as it sails on the rails of the tracks. I love the train. I love the people and interacting with them. I love that I have already made friends with Bunny and Nick. I love that Allen and Nick exchanged phone numbers at the train station. I love that Walt Miles, the Birmingham Station Agent, and I took a selfie. I love that my dear friend, Kevin Dearmon, whom I met on the train in 2010 as he was working his train attendant shift, and I talked by phone yesterday. I love that his Amtrak boss from New Jersey is on our train today. I love that a fellow passenger named Walker helped us with questions because he is a seasoned train passenger. I love watching the world outside my window. The train is singing me a lullaby. I love the train.