Meals on Rails

One could do a blog based solely on experiences on the New York City subways. I'll leave that to others but wanted to make a mention about few recent experiences. With all the insanity going on during any given train ride through any borough of New York, there's one thing I can never understand that a few people do on their trip. And that would be eating. Let's face it: the subway is filthy and it's filled with total strangers coming from heaven knows where. It's a confined space, which means your food stinks up the train car. In just the past week, I've had a man eating a hot dog practically in my face, a woman and her small toddler digging into a trashcan-sized helping of greasy french fries doused with ketchup and hot sauce, and a guy tearing into his take-out container of rice and beans. I'll admit I love all the food items (and was a tad jealous) that these people were chowing down on, but when the train begins taking on the stench of a Nathan's Famous on a hot and humid day, it's kind of ruins it for me. There's no escape until the odor goes away because something (or someone) stinkier has overrode it. While I'm at it, nail polish is a big no-no. That acetate or whatever causes nail polish to reek is very unappealing. I also have no idea how women do their nails while the train or bus is in gear. I do have alot of respect though for women who can "put on their face" while they are riding the subway or bus. If I tried that, well, let's just say it would definitely not be pretty. That's why my favorite makeup accessory is Sephora's Makeup Eraser Pen. It's kind of like a Tide to Go tool for my face.