Metro in Motion

I enjoy taking pictures in the dimly lit Metro stations in Washington, DC. The trains seem to careen in to the stations, they screech to a halt, disgorge passengers, swallow a new load, and off they go..."Orange Line to Vienna..." "Blue Line train to Largo...: "Next stop, Metro Center..."

To me it sums up the difference between the frenetic east and the laid back west. You can often beat the Max to the next stop in downtown Portland on foot. In DC, the blast of air coming out of the tube in advance of the hurtling trains ventilates the platform.





Meanwhile, I know all readers from true eastern cities are saying Washington and frenetic don't belong in the same sentence without a "not".