
She’s a mass transit advocate in the smallest imaginable package.
My three-year-old daughter, Luna, rides the
Rail Runner twice a week and has become obsessed. We live in the South Valley while my parents – with whom she spends those two days – live in Placitas. Between the gas prices earlier this year, as well as my
1987 Chrysler LeBaron’s advanced age and mileage, the train became the most practical way to get her (with me in tow) out and back.
Aside from the two days at grandma’s house, it’s the train trip she loves. She tells everyone about it. She’s made friends with conductors, engineers, ticket agents, fellow passengers; all regulars with whom she’s created her own little social network. We get on the train, blanket and
Eddie doll in hand, usually seeing a familiar face before we’re even in a seat.
And now she’s
begging us to take her to Santa Fe by train (that, and taking her by
Amtrak to the ocean).
But the train has really been great for us. We can not only use it to simply get her to her grandparents' house for the day, but she also sees it as a big adventure she can come back to again and again.
Debates about taxpayer funding aside, it's been a great thing for my Luna.
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