With a Sunday afternoon slowly wasting away, Wendy and I decided to make an impromptu visit to the
New York Transit Museum. I haven't been there since I won a drawing contest in junior high school (don't laugh), and have always wanted to go back to ride some old subway trains and buses.
Thank goodness they got rid of the wicker seats. I hate wicker.
If Wendy's that terrified of driving a bus, wait til she sees the faces of the pedestrians.
This car reminds me of jail.
Missing a stationed train.
I prefer this price for a train ride.
Also, this ad in one of the train cars definitely got its point across.