Happy Thanksgivukkah eve. I spent a big ol’ chunk of the day on a train from Philly to a family friends’ house in southwestern Connecticut for what’ll be my first Thanksgiving aWaY fRoM hOmE. But travel day, man, let me tell ya.
Imagine that looped, voiceover’d footage of crowded airports and train stations they play on the news whenever they’re reporting about how it’s gonna be the busiest travel day of the year. Because that was literally it; first thing I notice when I step and sidestep and crowd-weave onto 30th Street Station’s main floor in Philly were the film crews, broadcasting to the ones lucky enough to already be at home on their living room couches.
Sure, it was crowded, to be expected, whatever. Once I boarded my train though, it was a mad dash for seats. Hooo boy. Unsurprisingly enough, the train was overbooked and a lotta people had to stand until others got off at the next stop.
I managed to snag one, how? By confronting the lady sitting in an aisle seat with headphones strategically in, seat table down, laptop on top, papers, phone, and charger resting in the otherwise unoccupied window seat next to her, thinking she was goddamn immune to sitting with another passenger—-she had that smug look about her too. Because by “confronting” I mean asking nicely, “is anyone sitting there?” knowing full well that nah, lady, there wasn’t. As she got up to let me into
her heart the seat, she gave me a look like “really?” with which I (mentally) responded “uh, REALLY?” today of all days are you actually gonna occupy a seat with—
Deep breaths, now. The rest of the ride felt awkward because 1) I felt guilty for making the lady uproot her workstation for the sake of my buttcomfort but 2) I didn’t, and 3) we unintentionally touched elbows from time to time.
Anyway, I’m here and happy and full so. Gonna sleep. Have a fantastic holiday~