I love many things about the metro, and near the top of that list are the rainbow-colored chairs.
Each time you pull into a station, you're treated to a surprising pop of vibrant color. As I obsessively photographed these last week, Evan pointed out that they were grimy (hello Doug Downer!). I chose to ignore that comment, and the grime, and kept snapping.
The yellow chairs are from the Abbesses station, and are my absolute favorite. I like them best when they're empty. There's something about the potential energy, the stories that will unfold, the shared experiences that will occur, that makes you feel like you're witnessing something more grand than a collection of public chairs.
I think my romantic association with urban trains dates back to when I first started dating Evan. I lived in Jackson Heights, Queens at the time, and he lived in Washington Heights (upper Manhattan). We couldn't have been further apart in New York CIty terms, and there were multiple trains involved each time we wanted to see each other. Those rides, though long, were some of my favorite moments in the city. You can't forget that type of sweet anticipation.