Subway...

The subway is an interesting form of transportation, full of dichotomies.

Tonight, Natalie and I got on the subway at Union Square. While we were waiting for the train there was a guy standing to our left wearing headphones plugged into a cassette player that seemed to have a voice recorder. He looked a little odd, so I hoped he would step onto another car.. but no. He stepped on just behind us and stood with his back to us, facing the door... then it started. He sang with a rap then a deep voice into his recorder. What was he saying? No one knew. Slowly the whole car was watching and laughing. It was great. True, the poor guy was the center of our humor, but he was probably crazy and either didn’t care or didn’t notice. The odd thing was how quickly the people were bonded together by the strange event. At first everyone had that look of "what is going on," then some awkward laughing and finally out-loud laughter. Kids, adults, the grandma nearby.. all were laughing, or they had the look stuck to their face. No one could figure it out. Just as we reached our stop.. an older lady, a girl about my age, and a teenage girl each pulled out their cells and snapped a photo. It was a perfect ending to an interesting performance.

That is just one interesting encounter. Each day is full of good, bad and typical occurrences. This morning started off pretty great as the train driver wished everyone a great day as we reached my stop. Last Saturday, two men began playing as we made our way to Queens. One had an accordion and the other had a guitar.. then they began to sing. I was taken back to Mi Tierras and began to miss home.. and Mexican food! Can someone please ship some homemade tortillas to me?? Man.. I miss it...

I won't share the ugly, it exists. Even the inconsistency of the trains, constant contruction, trains running behind, having to switch from one train to another and finding new routes home. Oh the joy of it. I do miss knowing that when I'm five miles from home I'll be there in five minutes.. not so here; five miles is typically half an hour.

Well there you have it. Not a whole lot has been going on. Just stuff here an there. Yes, yesterday was Valentines. Oddly, it turned into a girls night out and not completely on purpose. But Jason and Austin gave it a sweet touch by giving each of the girls a pink rose.

Ok I have to get to bed kiddos.. Goodnight :)