“Nostalgia is denial – denial of the painful present… the name for this denial is golden age thinking – the erroneous notion that a different time period is better than the one ones living in – its a flaw in the romantic imagination of those people who find it difficult to cope with the present” – Midnight in Paris
Two weekends ago, and again this past weekend, I took a ride on the nostalgia train in New York City. This is a train composed of museum train cars that were used on the subway lines between 1931 and the 1970s. It was so much fun seeing everyone dressed up for the occasion and to read some of the advertising signage inside the old cars, which had ceiling fans and not air-conditioning (obviously). The train runs during the winter holidays on Sundays, along the M line, making all the stops between the 2nd Ave and Queens Plaza stations.
There is only one weekend left this year (30 December) – for more information, visit the MTA website.
All the subways of the world are filled with their share of colourful characters – I’ve seen them in London, in Paris and Tokyo. But no subway system delivers the people who have deviated from the norms of society like New York. And they come on a sliding scale – from the complete crazies who ride on the trains all day, speaking gibberish and spitting (we had this experience on Saturday), to those who preach (had a woman do this for 15 minutes yesterday), to the less eccentric, but no less interesting beggars, hustlers, musicians and performers.
On Saturday these guys decided to simply start break-dancing at the Atlantic stop. While we were waiting for a train which was never actually going to come due to maintenance I decided to take some pics. I have no idea how they are okay with actually touching the platform floors with their hands but hey, this is New York City.