I was excited when my workplace closed at 3:45. I thought I would take a nice early train home, have something warm and relax. The trolley was fairly painless, but 30th street was madness. I heard from people seated nearby that the prior train on our line refused passengers at 30th because it was too full. When the next arrived it only had two cars. People jammed in like I’ve never seen before. Sardines would be an understatement. I’m not much of a pusher, so I ended up with one foot on the platform and one in the train when the conductor told us we would have to get inside or wait for the next one as she was not allowed to let us stand in the back vestibule. Then, at the last second, she relented and let three of us stay.

The view is great with windows on three sides, and this turned out to be quite the advantage. We stopped just before the first station and let a few trains pass, then news came of a frozen switch. We went up to the station, on the wrong track. Then an another conductor came back and they drove the train in reverse all the way back to the bridge over the Schuylkill. Having an up front view while going backwards in a snow and ice storm was more than a little exciting, and made up for the wait.

That said, the train left 30th street around 4:30, and I just got in. It’s about 6:00 now, and I can’t feel my toes yet.

1 Comment so far

  1. Marisa (unregistered) on March 16th, 2007 @ 7:11 pm

    Sounds like a wild ride! I’m glad to hear that you made it home safely.

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