- arriving at the station just in time to get a good parking space
- parking in space #51 which means you can slide $2 into the archaic payment box quickly, without getting in anyone’s way
- finding the perfect spot on the platform - when the train arrives, the door is directly in front of you
- realizing the conductor never punched your 12 ride ticket
- hearing the sincere and hearty “good morning” from the conductor on the third car
- seeing a family of ducks swimming on the half-frozen pond just before the Canton station
- traveling all the way to Route 128 without a third person in the seat
- finishing the toe of the second sock just as you pull into South Station
- hearing the enthusiastic shouts of “MetRO, git yer MetRO!” from the newspaper hawkers outside South Station
- reading a free Herald on the ride home
Of course the best thing about all this commuting is the time spent knitting. Today I finished my second blue/purple sockotta sock. Just need to graft the toe stitches and it is done.
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