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Snowed again today, but it was really wet, to the point where there were puddles and there was ridiculously heavy wet slush everywhere （π　π）
I really miss living somewhere with trains. Within reasonable walking distance, I mean. And with somewhere good to go on the end of them. (Even if I could make it to the closest T station, I have no one to see and nothing to do in Boston. Maybe hit up the Japanese grocery store, or something.)
The station in that photo is one of the platforms at Makuhari Hongo (幕張本郷), a station I’d end up at going from the Keisei (京成) line to the JR… until I figured out that Funabashi (船橋) made more sense, anyway. It was also an easy meeting place when I was going into the city with friends who lived on different lines.
One of the things that I love about Japanese train stations is that there are markers for where you should line up for the doors, and people actually follow them! Sometimes when things are busy people spill over since they’re in a rush to get on the train but usually everyone is very well behaved. The schedule’s right on, too, and if the train’s going to be even a minute late they let you know about it.
I miss being able to just get up and visit places on my own, no relying on other people to drive me anywhere, or have to hang around with me. I’m trying to get to the point where I can drive myself but that’s still not really what I want. There’s just something about being able to lose yourself during transport, staring out the window, listening to music, watching buildings and people as they fly by…