Riding the Train

When I lived in Chicago for a few months, I rode the El twice a day for about 45 minutes.


This is kind of how I remember the people who rode the El looked like. Everyone pretty much in his or her own world. One person reading a book, another enjoying a cup of something, and another staring out the window. Sometimes everyone would stare at the same thing.


A good time was had by all. Just like today. On the train. :)