Wyman faces a list of challenges. He has to add the new rail line to Dulles, include trains along the Red Line that end at Grosvenor, squeeze in a future split of the Blue Line and deal with some station names that have become long and cumbersome.
The underground stations of the Washington Metro are a captivating sight, a collection of grand caverns with curved, patterned ceilings and no direct light. There’s an almost alien feel to their design, one that inspires silent appreciation while the trains rumble in the distance.
I suppose it’s easy to not appreciate something that is so close to home.
I began by flooding my apartment mailbox with postcards showing appreciation and respect for my mailman— an inconspicuous job. I mailed a series of ten postcards addressed to Kevin at my address. Though, I only learned his name after he answered my first inquiry. He discovered my postcards as he sifted through his daily deliveries. I tucked a pen inside my mailbox, allowing him to answer my prompts immediately.