There is nothing so good as...

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by €uroMeinke

Today it was walking through the art deco spendor of Union Station in step to the techno-loungy Hotel Costes CD I'd copied to my PDA and having some goth chick smile at me as I passed. I felt like John Travolta in the opening scene of Saturday Night Fever when he's carrying the cans of paint - probably looked just as ridiculous too.

I love Union Station. Do you pass through there whenever you take the train to work?