
December 4, 2009
May 29, 2008
Why.I.Hate.DC blogs about his metro experience
Here’s a good excerpt:
Today, I was on the Red Line towards Farragut North. I had a primo standing spot by the door. You know those spots where you can lean on the plexiglass? I love those. Anyways, after every stop, there was a noticeable brake odor. Burnt rubber. This isn’t unusual so everyone ignored it.
Until Woodley Park. When the doors opened there, my fellow passengers and I noted that our train was on fire. Our car filled with smoke and, naturally, everyone had to be evacuated out. And waiting for another train in a smoke-filled Woodley Park is no picnic. By the time trains get there, they’re almost always already packed to the gills.
Bonus: Now I smell like burnt rubber and have a headache from all the smoke inhalation.
And has anyone else noticed that the trains on the Red Line are coming five minutes apart again? Argh