Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Manhattan to the North Pole
Victor and I headed over to 82 East 42nd street a few days ago and quickly found the train exhibit in the New York Transit Museum (which, by the way, is not a museum as far as I could tell - it's a place to hock subway-themed tchotchkes). It was sweetly adorable - just short of fabulous. The ceiling of the store was bedecked in hanging ornaments, lights, and holly while the model of midtown Manhattan stretched up to meet it. The painstakingly painted trees, pedestrians, trucks, and signs would have been even more endearing, though, if all of the trains had been actually running. Unfortunately, someone affiliated with the MTA was trying to save power because only one of the (I spotted four) trains was moving. The rest sat unimpressively dormant. Now, I'm a fan of a model train set, but a large part of the fun is that the trains move. Maybe we had come at the wrong time, I thought. Nevertheless, the display was at least cute, festive, and interesting. We walked around to the other side of the model and followed the train tracks from midtown, around a hill, and up to the North Pole where a quarter-sized Santa loaded gifts onto his sleigh. I wished again that all of the trains were running.