Tuesday, March 28, 2006
The Perfect Commute: A Metro Moment
I took this picture a couple of weeks ago after leaving a happy hour. It was around 7:30pm and rush hour was over in DC. I entered in on a front train and the car was mostly empty. There is nothing special about this picture. I wasn't going for a great shot or special angle. It's just a shot. The only thing that is special about this picture is that I didn't have to listen to someone's boring conversation, I didn't have to play the "what's that smell" game with the people sitting near me, I didn't have to hear teenagers practice profanity at the top of their lungs, and most of all I was able to enjoy my book in peace. Well, it's just about time to exit this J O B. I'm out! Watch the closing doors. (((Boing))) (((Boing)))
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lol. sounds like my days riding the A train. although i was pretty nosey. i always listened in on other people's conversations (you can't help it!). it made for good writing material ;).
This post reminds me why I love driving home. The quiet, the hum of the interstate allows me to relax before I go home and face problems.
BTW, I hope your mom had a wonderful birthday. She is a very lovely woman!
Long train or bus rides are one of the best places to read a book. The photography skills will come with practise.
PS forgot to wish your mom a happy birthday. Maybe next year you will post a card where all your blog friends will send her love.
I agree. I've written a story or two and even some poems from what I hear on public transportation.
Hello! Thank you for that comment about mother. She is a beautiful and wonderful woman.
Yes, I get my best reading done that way. I will keep practicing with photography. Btw, that is a good idea for next time with the card. Thank you!
You left me a message some time ago. How's the Sesotho coming along?
Dumela! Le Kae?
Yes, I am still learning here and there through my wife who is from RSA. I'll have to revisit your blog. Thanks for stopping in.
I love that kind of alone time, good for you.
Ke phela hantle. Oena o phela joang? Do you folks ever go back for a visit?
I'm actually from lesotho, but who says South African Basotho and us are any different needs their head read.
Lumelisa 'mè (le bana?)
don't you love not having to hear these wacked-out disrespectful kids, especially the girls??? they irk me the WORST!!!!!!
Re a phela. :) We have a couple of friends from Lesotho. We also have friends that have traveled back recently. We hope to go in 2007.
I sent my wife your warm regards and she sends her greetings. We have one daughter. Keep in touch.
Yes, the girls are the worst. The boys are too busy trying to be cool on the train. Straighten these girls out!
I identified the foul stench on the tube on Monday as rank fart. Yeuch! I'm so jealous of your journey ;-)
Haa haa! :)That's terrible. I hope that it didn't linger too long.
what a rare moment THAT was. LOL
you'll probably win the lottery before you get a moment like that again.
Will keep in touch.
Salang ka khotso.
thanks for stopping in.
What's up! Yes, you're right. I won't see that for long time. I would have to be on the train at 2am. That's when the creeps come out.
Genius post Stephen :) Very few people have an appreciation for tranquility :)
Yah know that's a really nice picture. It stirs the mind, as if asking for more attention, yet clammering loudly at all.
Keep it up and may I have the first comp ticket to the gallery (I'll bring the amarula and Brother Jero's dancing freinds :D)
Haa haaa!!! :) That's funny! Yes, Brother J and his dancing ladies. Thank you! I will keep it up. It's my little hobby now.
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