Its an hour en half one way commute to work in total. I take the Caltrain. Its a pretty sight in the mornings . Especially when the fog spills on the water body and makes it real hazy , sometimes jamming traffic. Nevertheless I love it.
The crisp sunny rays brighten up earthly hues, enhancing the fading Fall colors: red-crimson-orange painted on the foliage.
In the beginning, I hated the train rides...since it gave me all the time in the world, but on a jerky and shaky platform . Whilst I am the least likely candidate to sit in one place and do only one thing at a time. And that is what the ride has exactly taught me. Being with oneself and enjoying it.
Train rides can actually be quite amusing. I never miss the opportunity to watch people rushing to get on the train. Some of them with a cycle, a coffee cup a bag and newspaper all managed in two hands only and very efficiently.
The women almost use every reflecting surface to do their make up .....touch up....uff! Sometimes it is just the second touch up. Sometimes the third and sometimes all through their journey they keep touching up their faces, lips and hair.....and so on.
It is amazing to watch the kids learn and understand the train ride. Kids below two years can be really creative in interpreting the concept of a train. There was this kid who was not convinced that he was on a train until the train ride got bumpy and he happened to hit his head to the window twice.
I have learned the art of getting ready in less than half hour and grab a coffee in one hand and some bread in the other as I walk to/fro the train. But seriously speaking the train ride gives ample time to read, relax , reflect and plan things which I had never imagined I would be able to pull off.
It is amazing what people can do on a train to kill that one hour.....the laptops go on definitely. Some people write.....and the others go jab jab not really worried that they can be heard and actually understood. Some people doze off like they never wanna leave the train....I have woken almost one person every week. I really wonder what makes them so confident of getting off on the right stop when they go to sleep.
Well......there they are the train rides! They are quite a lot of fun. Small figments of life where everything around you is moving and dynamic and you are still with yourself till you become a part of that dynamic world again....
