Zen and the art of Trainspotting
[Updated 1/22/2007 9:19PM EST to link to definition of Trainspotting--Ed.]
Now that I am a commuter, I have been accused by Elizabeth of becoming Train-spotter.
She's probably right. But it stems from that need to normalize the daily trek into something automatic and regular so that I am not faced each day with thinking "oh my, I am going to be on the train for two hours this morning". So, when things fall out of the ordinary, it's noticeable. Today, for example, we've just arrived at the Croton-Harmon train station at 6:54, when we should have been here by 6:43.
This means that we'll probably be held outside Penn Station this morning since we'll run into Metro North traffic since we're off schedule.
Being a train-spotter is an exercise in futility though, because there's really nothing to be done now that I know this except to sit back and enjoy the ride.
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posted by Eliel Mamousette @ 6:59 AM
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what is trainspotting?
Oh, I see. There is a link...haha. Or was that not up when I made my previous comment?...I don't remember. In any case, I think my dad is also a trainspotter even though he doesn't ride them regularly. An example: when we are driving somewhere and have to stop for a crossing he gets as close as possible, rolls down the windows, and turns off the car.
Eliel, were you ever not a commuter? I guess I'm so use to the frequency of NYC MTA that if the schedule is off by a few minutes, I really don't care. However, I do remember taking a bus that ran every half-hour some years back. I became tight if the bus came too early. Does this mean I was a bus spotter? Is there such a thing? Better yet, should there be such a thing as a trainspotter?
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