Riding the subway at night...Sun, 06/10/2007 - 05:00 Whitney - edited by A.M.To New York natives, and even locals, the screeching of the subway, the jolting of the car, and the flickering lights, are all just part of the normal train experience. And if New Yorkers were to ever be alarmed by -- rather than their typical response of aloofly disdainful of -- their surroundings, then surely the trains' behaviors wouldn't be the cause of a change of heart pace. But I'm from the suburbs and for the amount that I ride the T back home, I might as well be from the boonies of a truly small town, not just the boonies of Lex. So with each screech, jolt, and flicker, my hand tightened around the metal bar as though if I could just hold on tight enough, I'd survive whatever the New York Transit System had in store for me.Tonight was my first all-alone-after-dark subway trip. Clearly, I know that I am not experienced enough with the subways to sleep on the train. I think it must take a veteran rider to be able to drift off and not be plagued with nightmares of missed stops and ruined evenings. And honestly, I never aspire to be such an experienced subway rider. At that point, send someone into the city to bring me back home, because I've lost any sense I arrived here with.
Friday: Dinner: tiny Chinese place on the corner, they get an A+ for good food, and a B+ for service (they were certainly whimsical if not correct). Entertainment: the gym, reading one of my new books, and seeing Brooklyn Rules, the movie about the Brooklyn mob in the mid-'80s. Cute if at times violent but, with a great message. I saw it at the theater a block from EHS. They had perfect seats and it was a great spur of the moment decision. |
