who’s on the train today?
Sometimes I get to ride on the trains. It’s expensive and fascinating. I like to guess who the other passengers are and why they are there. To wonder why other people aren’t there. Sometimes I get to talk to Robots or passengers who aren’t indulged in the social norm of trying to maintain their privacy in this very public space
On this 5.15pm midweek circle line train approaching Paddington from the west, there was:
- 1 person (other than me) who looked like a woman – where are the other women?
- 1 person (other than me) who looked over 45 years – where are the 50+ people?
- 1 person (other than me) wearing brightly coloured clothes – where are the people who adore wearing brightly coloured clothes?
- 1 person (other than me) standing-up
- 1 person who looks under 18 years – where are the other children?
- 1 person looks non-caucasian
- no-one (other than me) wearing a hat
On this train I was definitiely a ‘different’ passenger….