It seems as though everyone I know hates riding BART. I rather enjoy it. It's yet another little action that makes me feel like I am doing my part to save the planet. I don't know that I really enjoy riding during commute hours, but I still find it exciting every time I get on a train. I love to watch the landscape passing by; a blur of steel and concrete, hillsides and houses, and thousands upon thousands driving their automobiles down the highways. But the tunnels do get a tad boring.
The driver of this train sounds slightly crazy. His voice is exuberant each time he comes over the P.A., announcing stations as if they each led to some wondrous new destination in a newly opened section of Disneyland. Mum says she thinks he may be the same driver who announced that they had installed windows in the Trans-Bay Tube so the passengers could watch the fish. Apparently they were stopped in the Tube for a long time that day. He quickly admitted that he had been joking, and soon they were on their way. Oh, how I wish I had been there.*
"Good Morning BART riders! Welcome to San Francisco!"
Does he really have to be so enthusiastic? It's too early for that shit.
* note the sarcasm.
The driver of this train sounds slightly crazy. His voice is exuberant each time he comes over the P.A., announcing stations as if they each led to some wondrous new destination in a newly opened section of Disneyland. Mum says she thinks he may be the same driver who announced that they had installed windows in the Trans-Bay Tube so the passengers could watch the fish. Apparently they were stopped in the Tube for a long time that day. He quickly admitted that he had been joking, and soon they were on their way. Oh, how I wish I had been there.*
"Good Morning BART riders! Welcome to San Francisco!"
Does he really have to be so enthusiastic? It's too early for that shit.
* note the sarcasm.
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