I've got no patience with folks marveling about the clean, safe, efficient public transit they aren't used to in their hometowns while trailing their rubbish through mine.
That is an issue. I cart my trash out of everywhere--like you're supposed to do at Yellowstone. I clean out my pockets (jacket/pants, etc.) and my purse/bag and it's full of cookie wrappers, foil packets, empty juice boxes, used baby wipes (NOT diaper wipes) and it's fairly gross. I've had to deal with the same in shopping carts and rented strollers and it pisses me off to no end. It's not that hard to stuff your trash in your pockets, rather than leave it around for someone else.
ours are like this one here
Yeek!
However, as a child, I would have totally begged to ride in the cart for that.
However, as a child, I would have totally begged to ride in the cart for that.
Well, sure. But now you know why some of us were (secretly?) thinking, "Hmm. She leaves Mal in the cart when she puts the cart in the escalator? ....huh."
I clean out my pockets (jacket/pants, etc.) and my purse/bag and it's full of cookie wrappers, foil packets, empty juice boxes, used baby wipes (NOT diaper wipes) and it's fairly gross.
This is totally me. I've sometimes wondered about OCD tendacies when a corner of a scrap of a mote of paper floats out of my pocket and I simply can't leave it on the ground. It's like a physical thing. Or I'd silently beat myself up about it forever. It's just easier to clean up after myself than to deal with my innertyrant.
I daresay that the DC metro has similar rules for similar reasons and that the sole reason for the lack of trash receptacles isn't to discourage eating or drinking on the trains.
I'm fairly sure that food and drink has never been allowed on the DC metro, because of the messiness that ensues. But yeah, there used to be more trash/recycling bins in stations.
I don't like the loitering, but I try to be nice to lost tourists. When we were just in Paris, a nice French guy took pity on us at the Gare du Nord, or we wouid have walked the wrong way to our train.
I try to be nice to lost tourists.
Thus proving that Robin is an incredibly nice person. I try not to rant about tourists because god knows we've all been there at some point in our lives. And in places like Hawaii where it feels like Everyone Is a Tourist and half your family has a job because of that industry, you learn just to suck it up and be nice.
I'm perfectly nice to lost tourists. I just move them out of the fucking way first.
