New People & Places
Oct. 5th, 2007 12:08 pmIn my previous Daily Commuter post with the new route to work, I mentioned taking the train from Port Imperial to Hoboken and across into the World Trade Center in lower Manhattan. It's a pretty interesting route and here's why (aside from taking less time to get into the city).
When I switch from the bus to the Light Rail, I'm outside for a bit at a new station. The train comes out of a huge, old tunnel and I face Manhattan's skyline as the train departs and passes by the bus I just deboarded. The train passes through the backend of Hoboken and it really reminds me of Europe in great part, especially Germany and Frankfurt; the scenery evokes so much nostalgia and warm feelings of years gone by traveling and working throughout Europe.
The Hoboken Terminal reminds me of many of the European train stations and has been in existence for over 100 years. Walking through the terminal, I have visions of older, more romantic times where people used trains as their primary mode of transportation between cities and to work.
Once we get into lower Manhattan, we actually enter the hole of the World Trade Center, something I mentioned in earlier posts about 9/11 - think about it every day. When we entered the hole, I saw people across from me turn to look and inspect the area, the walls, the metal and cement debris piles, and the workers milling about. It made me both sad and hopeful simultaneously - hit with bad memories, but knowing that things can only get better.
When I switch from the bus to the Light Rail, I'm outside for a bit at a new station. The train comes out of a huge, old tunnel and I face Manhattan's skyline as the train departs and passes by the bus I just deboarded. The train passes through the backend of Hoboken and it really reminds me of Europe in great part, especially Germany and Frankfurt; the scenery evokes so much nostalgia and warm feelings of years gone by traveling and working throughout Europe.
The Hoboken Terminal reminds me of many of the European train stations and has been in existence for over 100 years. Walking through the terminal, I have visions of older, more romantic times where people used trains as their primary mode of transportation between cities and to work.
Once we get into lower Manhattan, we actually enter the hole of the World Trade Center, something I mentioned in earlier posts about 9/11 - think about it every day. When we entered the hole, I saw people across from me turn to look and inspect the area, the walls, the metal and cement debris piles, and the workers milling about. It made me both sad and hopeful simultaneously - hit with bad memories, but knowing that things can only get better.