Evening Acrobatics

It happens every night starting at about 4:30pm.  They come out from everywhere and every direction.  And if you stand in the way you're going to get run over.  Welcome to the evening rush on the Grand Concourse in Grand Central Terminal.  Now, just remember, you still have to make sure you're getting on the correct platform.  

Reflections in the Bar Car

For all you romantics in the world there's still a little nostalgia left commuting home on Metro North.  There are a scattered few Bar Cars left where commuters can grab a drink and chat up their peers or just drink away the day.  Or, you end up buying something from one of the white carts sitting at the top of the platform in Grand Central.  Either way, as you can see from above, there's a certain evolution in consumption as the week passes - we'll just call it preparation for St. Patrick's Day this upcoming weekend.  Cheers!

February Tunes

Ever wonder what your peers are listening to?  Well you probably could care less (especially if you're stuck next to that certain someone who is cranking the volume for the whole vicinity to hear).  But, just for fun I made a few predicitions - do you agree? (Click on the picture to get a better view).

Give me your Thirsty, Cranky, Caffine Deprived Masses

For all those of you in the world who need your second cup before you get into work.

Looking Up and Heading Home

Sometimes they say it's all about the journey.  For the weary commuter, emerging out of the Park Ave. Tunnel and into the fading light splashing against the window panes of Harlem, this would be true.  Tucked away in a seat, somewhere between the office desk and the front door of home, the commuter looks out across the landscape, happy to be in transit, and not quite at the destination.

Peace, Love & Joy

The view from Santa's Sleigh as he flies over New York!

Marathon Commuting

Wouldn't it be nice if you had your own cheering squad to get you home every night?  Normally, just getting out of work is motivation enough to get to the train or bus - but sometimes it can be daunting.  Getting to Grand Central can be a marathon all by itself if you work far from a subway stop or have to change subway lines.  And if you're tired, or it's raining, it can be all the more of a chore.  So lets get some barricades, some cheering people enjoying their Happy Hour, and go cheer on your co-workers as they sprint up Park Ave. South to 42nd Street.  After all, who said the elite runners in the marathon should have all the fun?

Keep On Chugging Along

It's changed over the past week.  The air is sharper, the colors deeper, and you can almost smell the leaves as they start falling to the ground.  And just as the season has changed, so has my commute.  I'm no longer commuting daily by train into Manhattan.  My current job is closer to home, and I admit driving on I-95 is just not the same (but I see some beautiful sunrises). 

I will continue to post images that reflect my current and past commuting experinces.  I also hope to have some new adventures; whether it's trying other commuting methods or just going for a ride.  So keep on checking in, and I'll keep on chugging along....

Water Vapor Vision

The sky is alive!  One minute it's speckled with puffy wind clouds and the next minute dark steel grey rain clouds pour out of nowhere delivering stinging rain pellets that catch you at any moment.  When looking skyward over the past week, water vapor has condensed in unique patterns and levels making up skies that may leave some thinking, "That could only happen in a pretty painting.  Furthermore, the clouds and sky are the first harbinger of the changing seasons.  The humid soft palette of a summer sky - pale yellows, cerulean, and faint pinks have been replaced by sharp blues, greys and strong golden yellows of a winter sky.  The trees may take several more weeks to change, but the sky is letting us know cold is on its way.

The Three Email'keteers

There they are, standing tall against the first rays of morning light, Blackberries in hand, it's the Three Email'keteers! Tapping and clicking with total mind concentration as the first cup of their caffeinated beverage is starting to pulse throught their bodies.  They're an example for us all as we stand waiting for the morning train.