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Light Rail Train…Personal Experience April 16, 2009

I am being frank, I despised the construction surrounding the installation of the light rail train and vowed to keep far from it. However, and primarily because my hand was forced, on opening game day to the Diamondbacks it was unanimously decided we would taxi our way via train to downtown Phoenix from Mesa. 

For the reader and as added dramatic purposes, my ride towards downtown was by far more exciting than the return, mainly because we were just a few of 10,000 gamers who decided on the light rail as a means of travel and by the second stop it was a packed ride. Standing a mere 5 foot 5 and  constantly readjusting my frame in a manner to stay still as the train went in and out of motion while simultaneously holding onto my purse carrying the tickets to our fun packed day, the general atmosphere was relatively quite. But, I suppose the voices in my head spoke to soon.

Entering the station on Van Buren, an older lady with Diamondbacks gear on, and I would assume this was not her first ride, warned me to hold on to my purse, “It’s a bad neighborhood.” Without skipping a beat, the 6 foot 5 gentleman towering over me who reeked of cigarettes and appeared to have skipped his shower that morning replied, “Yeah it is,” in an incriminating tone.

Unhesitating, I crossed my arms in front of my chest, in a defensive position, while grasping onto my personal belongings with a grip strong enough to withstand the attack of my future potential mugger. Not that I was trying to stereotype, but a girl just knows when to raise a red flag. The remaining stops went without unnecessary worry and was relived to make it to our destination safe and sound. 

BOB, sorry, Chase Field, here we come.

Our trip home was as uneventful as a dreamless sleep–I know. I wish I had more to add but I didn’t mind not one bit. 

Overall, I feel multiple rides on the multi million dollar, concrete hugging, train should be experienced in order to  acquire a solid opinion.