07 May 2010

Soap box

I know I'm not the first to say so, nor will I be the last:

Penn Station is a subterranean hellhole.

Have you seen pictures of the grand lobby that used to rise above these tunnels? It makes a man weep. And that man is me, wandering the halls with arrows pointing in three different directions towards NJ Transit. Weeping for confusion and Helvetica leading me astray, for the destruction of history, for the Lost City that is disintegrating into rubble before our very eyes. Not all that is old deserves to be saved, and not every new gleaming tower of glass and steel is to be dismissed.

But by god, someone has to do something about Penn Station.

Also, the 34th Street subway station smells like pee.

That is all.

1 comment:

  1. And I'm astonished when it is wall to wall people in the Budapest metro that things are always clean and there never is any objectional smell. In fact the only thing I smelled during my recent trip were the flowers people were carrying on the trains.