Sunday, March 8, 2009

You leave the Pennsylvania Station 'bout a quarter to four

...Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore...

M, A, and I met up with a friend for dinner last night. The restaurant happens to be right near the train tracks of the Northeast Corridor line, so as you might imagine, their decor had a lot to do with trains.

As we were getting out of the car, a NJ Transit train went whizzing by, and I pointed it out to A. Not only was he FASCINATED to see it, but he also immediately identified it as a "Choo Choo." And then that was all he could say. We got to the front of the restaurant, and they had a metal engine, which he also identified as a choo choo. We got inside and took our seats. All was good. THEN, a train went around the restaurant up top. Oh my goodness, was this kid excited. "Choo Choo! Choo Choo!" And he kept looking up for it, and pointing to the "Choo Choo!" Then, another Transit train went by the window, and it was all over. No more sitting nicely in his chair for A; he ran over the window (luckily, we were sitting near an alcove with a large window and no one else was in that area) and just watched and watched. He pointed out the "Doggies!" who walked by, the trains, and the people.

It was so much fun!