Public transportation in Seattle.


Clean station, easy-to-follow schedule and instructions. The lines for the tickets weren’t long. There were plenty of ticket machines.

It was a gloomy day in May. From the airport, we went to the heart of Seattle. The ticket was super affordable. ($3? $4?) And the ride was surprisingly comfortable. The inside of the train was clean, everyone was clean and not drugged, and there were no delays.

Only, we saw that most American of all scenes at the station: one in which a bunch of police officers came to collect a clearly drugged person.

I didn’t take a picture of that scene, because I wasn’t sure if the officers would get at me. Anyway, it wasn’t a dangerous situation, and it was so typically American that I found it somewhat amusing.

Only half a glass wall.

Above: another scene of extreme gloom, at the station. But I liked the gloom. In general, I like rainy days. And it was what I expected in Seattle.

One question me and my friend had was: why is it that American stations refuse to have fully-enclosing roofs and walls? Is it to save on budgets? Is it for safety concerns? What is it? This trend is so consistent, I am inclined to believe that there is an explanation.