Friday, February 20, 2009

Taking the train

I prefer the train. Somehow the train seems to have escaped modernity. Taking the train is a step back into an older place, a mode of transportation where you board at stations instead of terminals and stow your suitcase on a luggage rack rather than an overhead compartment.

I took the train down to Williamsburg yesterday. Apparently, Winston Churchill took the train to Williamsburg as well. Not too shabby. Anyway, on my train-ride down I met a nice ethiopian man. He is very much in love with his wife and I asked him to tell me about her. He met her at a friend of a friends house. She came over with her Aunt and he offered his seat. She is also ethiopian and he says, "the most beautiful woman he had ever seen". If they had met in Ethiopia they would have never been able to marry because he is lower class and she is upper but because they met in the United States, he was permitted to date and eventually marry her. He had never been to this house before and never went again so its just incredible that he met her this one particular time. At the end of his story he sighed happily, looked out the window and said, "how about that for destiny?"

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