<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003</id><updated>2025-07-05T01:55:36.159-05:00</updated><category term="University"/><category term="downtown"/><category term="pavers"/><category term="Best and worst"/><category term="Cedar"/><category term="bus"/><category term="union depot"/><category term="bus stop"/><category term="4th"/><category term="50"/><category term="Green Line"/><category term="University of Minnesota"/><category term="parking"/><category term="trees"/><category term="16"/><category term="MDT"/><category term="Toronto"/><category term="U of M"/><category term="Washington"/><category term="greetings"/><category term="raymond"/><category term="transit city"/><category term="Prospect Park"/><category term="University. bus"/><category term="bus rules"/><category term="fence"/><category term="food"/><category term="puppies"/><category term="signs"/><category term="skyway"/><category term="snow"/><category term="streetcars"/><category term="travel"/><title type='text'>let there be light rail</title><subtitle type='html'>living and breathing construction on the Avenue</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Transiteer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15598851347953040530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsoZWx23QcHnCuMfUTWrUTlINt0VPbAqO3VItfDvinOZWfRXvi_wCNYdBA6moGmbjkLwP9mPNH4bkYQpvddIxUKYFf2yFzbcnuGFfaZdP7doeMCUMxOOc9Mb9oeapzM/s220/201B.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003.post-1293337211408760709</id><published>2015-06-15T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2015-06-15T20:38:38.949-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Green Line"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="raymond"/><title type='text'>And so it begins</title><content type='html'>I drafted the following post 11 months ago, but it never felt quite right. It wasn&#39;t until I attended a performance in September 2014, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1XYo_5sNJU&quot;&gt;The Green Line, 11 Miles of Hopes Dreams, and Fears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &amp;nbsp;that I understood why. This really summed it up:&lt;br /&gt;
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For the previous nine years, I thought that June 14, 2014, Green Line Opening Day, was the finish line. It wasn&#39;t. That&#39;s pretty much what I&#39;ve been thinking about for the last 365 days.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, here it is - almost as good as time travel - my unpublished post from a year ago. Happy one year anniversary, Green Line!&lt;br /&gt;
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In the final month leading up to the opening of the Green Line, I was fortunate to do two test rides for work: one with legislators to talk about transit funding, and another with City of Saint Paul policy makers (my people). I also participated in an&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;adorable employee preview where we got a ride, a tour of the new OMF, ate sandwiches, and took turns honking the horn in the train cab (no supervision!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;But I have to admit - I haven&#39;t written about opening day because it wasn&#39;t what I had pictured for 8 years living on University. It was a little traumatic. And I was pretty disappointed, up until I saw &lt;a href=&quot;https://flic.kr/s/aHsjYjPDF9&quot;&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. I&lt;/span&gt;n the stress and disappointment of my own experience, I missed the bigger picture. I could look through those photos a hundred times - familiar faces popping up throughout.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/feeds/1293337211408760709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2015/06/and-so-it-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/1293337211408760709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/1293337211408760709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2015/06/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins'/><author><name>Transiteer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15598851347953040530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsoZWx23QcHnCuMfUTWrUTlINt0VPbAqO3VItfDvinOZWfRXvi_wCNYdBA6moGmbjkLwP9mPNH4bkYQpvddIxUKYFf2yFzbcnuGFfaZdP7doeMCUMxOOc9Mb9oeapzM/s220/201B.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSQ7zrVE_1pU_N2xwPC_JtvN1it-NzyPFyQli23Fg-j1FGZu2Zn5HCvDWEFwVCNNwwRSCdVSc6fAhf-hLmmQiEzxG4Asbu2gnmUv2W9gc6m1aLEAonTNW5x0WhgwpBkwk-Y6aHT_Nr2tSb/s72-c/driving.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003.post-4222434839217062358</id><published>2014-05-14T07:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2014-05-14T07:16:42.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Year Is it?</title><content type='html'>I am trying to remain calm. 30 days until the big day, and this stuff shows up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, that&#39;s my sidewalk. 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So I&#39;m gonna let you finish, Walsh, but all these orange cones are making me real nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/feeds/4222434839217062358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2014/05/what-year-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/4222434839217062358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/4222434839217062358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2014/05/what-year-is-it.html' title='What Year Is it?'/><author><name>Transiteer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15598851347953040530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsoZWx23QcHnCuMfUTWrUTlINt0VPbAqO3VItfDvinOZWfRXvi_wCNYdBA6moGmbjkLwP9mPNH4bkYQpvddIxUKYFf2yFzbcnuGFfaZdP7doeMCUMxOOc9Mb9oeapzM/s220/201B.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilOsYfON27q6szfkLpGf3GDtYmwkAceU_qZKMVYmtm_ukHgNdAF_14CIs883ruw1DdRiA_C0nUjWQ33QMKr7mcEpCTgLd7Q9-ukbYe9Dsi1P7BiqVKrNrZSHMzjhWooCYjKs1UfVJnDwzo/s72-c/blogger-image--1420736853.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003.post-2312748361808116478</id><published>2014-04-28T22:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2014-04-29T08:29:18.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unremarkable</title><content type='html'>These days, it&#39;s rare to be surprised by a rail car gliding down University. Now that they&#39;re being tested all day every day, it&#39;s actually staggering to me how &lt;i&gt;unremarkable&lt;/i&gt; it has become. I couldn&#39;t have processed this feeling even six months ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps that&#39;s why I was so caught off guard this weekend when I was walking the dog and heard that familiar sound - the &lt;i&gt;ping ping ping&lt;/i&gt; of a light rail bell - from the sidewalk in front of my house. How many times a day do I hear that, working 100 feet from the Blue Line? It sounded so startling, and new, and beautiful on University Avenue. It&#39;s one of those small things I hope I never forget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe all this lead up to opening day has made me overly sentimental about the avenue. Yesterday I rode the 16 in the pouring rain to meet a friend for tea. The crowd on the bus was especially chatty - there&#39;s a camaraderie among people who ride the 16. Especially on a Sunday. Especially in this weather.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A man sitting in back row was talking to a friend, who was getting off the bus to go to work at Rainbow. He yelled as she left, &quot;don&#39;t be a stranger! If you need me, just call 911 and hang up. Repeatedly!&quot; That got a big laugh out of the back half of the bus. He turned to me and said, &quot;I&#39;ve been riding the bus with her for 11 years.&quot; I nodded and smiled. He said, &quot;She&#39;s family. I give her a hard time, but I did invite her to the 80th birthday party they threw for me on the 14.&quot; I mean, gosh. Who wouldn&#39;t be sentimental about this stuff? I hope we never lose that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But since LRT construction is, like, so 2012, one thing I did not do much of was blogging. So here are my top transity moments of 2013, the year that will be remembered as the VERY LAST YEAR that I ever had to live without the Green Line. Thank. God. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;New LRVs in the wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The only thing better than seeing the new LRVs in service on the Blue Line was seeing the new LRVs putzing down University Avenue, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, but always ridiculously surreal. Maybe the best part of this phase for me was that finally everybody on Facebook and Twitter was talking about LRT (not just transit weirdos...ahem).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;In the yard, on my way to work. &lt;br /&gt;Lookin&#39; good, everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;At University &amp;amp; Chatsworth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Better Block&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Although not on University Avenue, the Better Block event on East 7th was one of the most epic transit/bike/walk events of 2013, involved pretty much all my favorite people, and was powered (in part) by a large box of Trung Nam croissants. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I painted that sign with the help of a small child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Closing the CCRC &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Central Corridor Resource Center in the old Lexington Library has been, over the past 7 years or so, the site of pretty much all melodrama, wacky and wonderful meetings (Charles Avenue...did that actually happen?), and too many heating and cooling hijinks to count. Every situation was made only more bananas by people randomly dropping books in the long-closed book return, window parts being stolen, or a car running into the building. The real question is, what on earth is going to happen to that scale model of University? &lt;br /&gt;
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Open Streets was the last big party before the next big party: opening day. Probably my favorite moment was when a woman handing out Green Line swag asked me if I &quot;liked LRT&quot; and pushed a neon bag into my hands. Play it cool...take the bag...jump for joy!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Maybe the first day ever that I wish I owned a bike.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Do I want a bag? Um, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bucket list: Ride the Twinkle Bus. Check! I think putting this bad boy in service on Route 16 is well overdue. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I think I had a dream like this once.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Washington Avenue Reopens &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dinkytown is great. I mean, I used to complain that I needed to transfer to get there. But no offense Dinkytown, now that the three-year construction detour is over, I may never visit you again. Washington Avenue, which is almost unrecognizable with new development, reopened in December with buses sharing the light rail tracks. There are a few kinks to work out before LRT opens...the worst being that when we stop at Oak Street, the Jimmy John&#39;s guy runs on the bus and hands out sandwiches. I know people like free sammies, but you&#39;re killing our running time. &lt;br /&gt;
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Apparently somebody (awesome) decided that 11 am on a Saturday was a good time to push a train from Union Depot, through a mass of humanity and vegetables, into the OMF. I don&#39;t know who was squealing more, me or the hundred little kids that witnessed this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Between the dust and noise and stress of building a rail line, there are a handful of days that stick out as milestones. Days when your heart beats fast and you feel overcome with pride for this community. For me those days are (in no particular order) the rail pull, the FFGA signing, the first curbs and then the first asphalt, the first trees to be planted, the opening of the Depot, the first LRV delivered. And today we add one more: the first light rail train on Saint Paul tracks. &lt;/div&gt;
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I woke up anxious this morning, threw on running shoes and went up to Dunns. I sat there with my bagel and tea, looking west. A train car was on its way, not of its own power (the catenary wires aren&#39;t all up yet), but pulled by a fatty truck down the tracks from the Hiawatha rail facility to Lowertown. I waited for a half hour, refreshing twitter every couple minutes. Where is it? Did everyone at the U really sleep through this?&lt;/div&gt;
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I ran out the door and walked towards Bedford Street, running into a friend and his son. We walked west, looking down the hill towards Stadium Village. All of the sudden, the train turned onto University at 29th, not at the slow walking pace we expected, but at a pretty fast clip. We jogged back toward Saint Paul. It stopped at the border and honked at us, with happy rail staff on board. &lt;/div&gt;
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After crossing Berry Street, 206 pulled into the eastbound Westgate platform and the rail workers jumped off. One guy said to me, &quot;I&#39;m dying for a cup of coffee!&quot; as they filed into Dunn Brothers. The question has been: will light rail bring customers? The answer is already yes. &lt;/div&gt;
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After month of seeing them from afar, I finally got my chance to ride a new train - number 203! I hope you can forgive me for my temporary case of &lt;a href=&quot;http://youtu.be/Bt9zSfinwFA&quot;&gt;vertical video syndrome&lt;/a&gt; - it&#39;s a serious affliction I&#39;m working through. Besides, I was excited and just happy to have my phone handy.&lt;br /&gt;
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How excited are they?! These are my people. I would have hung out the door re-enacting this scene if that was even mildly allowable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;The folks on my train were less enthused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After five days, I can tell you, it&#39;s weird. Seeing LRVs on 5th Street every morning is like swimming through a transity dream sequence - a giant, yellow, this-is-your-life mirage floats past as I try remind myself that, here, it is a terrible habit to cross against the light and wait in the guideway.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love my new job, but I miss Saint Small. It has beautiful historic streets, downtown parks, a river view, and lots of charm. &lt;br /&gt;
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And Minneapolis has...the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.theinterchange.net/&quot;&gt;Interchange&lt;/a&gt;. It&#39;s hard for me to get excited about it after the &lt;a href=&quot;http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/12/how-to-throw-party.html&quot;&gt;Depot opening&lt;/a&gt;, but it&#39;s strangely fitting for this neighborhood. It will be great transit station - as long as it never rains.&lt;br /&gt;
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It happens to me before an early flight, or when I am nervous about a big meeting. My alarm goes off, and I spring out of bed, unable to settle back into the blankets. (My dog loves this, because her whole existence is based on getting fed as early as possible.)&lt;br /&gt;
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With a couple layers and my snow boots, I ran to the bus stop at full speed. I settled into the 16, feeling guilty that everyone else was on their way to work and looking miserable, and that I was going to the depot. I jumped off at 5th Street and waited for the 21. I ran into a friend, who was walking towards the depot and wondering why I was just standing there. I told him that the 21 would bring us into the depot - onto the mezzanine! He smiled and we waited together.&lt;br /&gt;
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Turns out, the depot isn&#39;t very big when it&#39;s crammed with happy, train-loving people. Kids chatted about Thomas while parents wrote out postcards to mail. Old friends hugged and talked about their childhood. Elderly couples sat on new benches holding hands. Artists beamed. Train conductors posed for photos with the carnival princesses. This is how you throw a party, my friends - with heart. You let people be the main attraction, and let the depot slip right back into its supporting role.&lt;br /&gt;
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And, of course, I got absolutely nothing done - I didn&#39;t even collect my commemorative poster! Everywhere I looked, there were people from different parts of my life in Saint Paul. It was a 4-hour onslaught of hugging people out of context, and it was magnificent. &lt;br /&gt;
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The &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.metrocouncil.org/transportation/ccorridor/newsAlerts/CUUNW.pdf&quot;&gt;construction update&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has the regular stuff:&amp;nbsp;Tom is selling Christmas trees at the Y, overhead wires are being installed (weather permitting), and some clean up work is happening. Slow news day.&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s not like this past weekend marked &lt;i&gt;the end of heavy construction on University Avenue, and the beginning of the rest of our lives. &lt;/i&gt;It&#39;s no&amp;nbsp;major milestone in our city&#39;s history.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bus routes on University Avenue will resume to normal configuration.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Visit www.metrotransit.org or call the &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Transit Information Center at 612-373-3333 for the most current information.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quietly, and without much notice, University Avenue has been buttoned up for good. Sure - there are more lane closures and more guideway work to come, but I&#39;m taking a full minute and a half to savor this landmark moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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And, hmm, what else is happening this week? Perhaps we could have a little party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;For the opening of a $243 million &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.uniondepot.org/&quot;&gt;historic depot&lt;/a&gt; 40+ years in the making&lt;/i&gt;. Whaaat? I can hardly contain myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not one, but TWO random people at the bus stop last weekend were talking to me about this. I haven&#39;t heard that much bus buzz about a single event...ever. I was down there on Saturday to meet up with some friends - I can say I knew you when, Depot.&lt;br /&gt;
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And because I can&#39;t manage to show any kind of restraint, I&#39;ve copied the full list of events and&amp;nbsp;activities&amp;nbsp;happening between 10 am and 4 pm. I will be there early (media event and speeches start at 9:30!)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Commemorative Poster - Complete a Transit Pass to receive a free commemorative Union Depot poster designed by Twin Cities artist Adam Turman.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Union Depot History Display – Artifacts and photos that tell the history of Union Depot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Metro Transit Booth – Information on service and bus routes. Download a free bus pass at uniondepot.org.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Jefferson Lines – Bringing intercity bus service to Union Depot in January 2013.Tour one of their featured buses and check out their new ticket office in the Kellogg Entry.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Amtrak – Coming to Union Depot in 2013, Amtrak will be onsite to share the glory of the Empire Builder train that will operate out of Union Depot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Minnesota Transportation Museum/Jackson Street Roundhouse – Learn about Twin Cities train history and view a historic map that depicts the location of the original Union Depot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Operation Lifesaver - Learn how to make safe decisions around tracks and trains.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Treasure Island Resort &amp;amp; Casino – Meet their mascot Toucan and spin the wheel for a chance to win prizes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Mississippi National River and Recreation Area National Park Service – Explore a giant floor map of the river.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;U of M Raptor Center – Check out three live raptors perched out on display including a bald eagle! &amp;nbsp;Onsite 12 P.M. to 4 P.M.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Mystic Lake Casino – Play Card Sharks for prizes. &amp;nbsp;Also, tour one of their shuttle buses.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;St. Paul Saints – Play some baseball on the St. Paul Saints inflatable batting tee and get information on the new regional ballpark opening in Lowertown in 2015.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;One on One Bicycle Studio – Coming to Union Depot early 2013, see their new space and learn about products and services.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Saint Paul Winter Carnival – Meet the Royal Family and purchase your official Saint Paul Winter Carnival button.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Taste of Lowertown - Experience the unique foods of Lowertown, with a new restaurant providing samples at the top of every hour.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Light Rail Shuffle – Learn to dance the Light Rail Shuffle and other fun dances.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Postcards from Union Depot – Choose from several postcard designs created by local artists and send a postcard to yourself or a loved one from Union Depot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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I plan to transfer from the 16 to the 21 downtown for the ceremonial joy of riding all the way to the depot on Saturday. You didn&#39;t get the notice? It&#39;s right here - in the bus route changes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Man, those construction guys are always fighting an uphill battle.&lt;br /&gt;
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But then I walked past tonight, and - holy bananas - that station is done! I only stood there to pout for a minute or two. No offense, 50. It&#39;s just that I&#39;m ready for the upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;
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Right next door, the small leftover space is starting to look like...a plaza? I think Leftover Plaza is a great name, but again, that might be the Thanksgiving buzz talking. Pie. We need to add &lt;a href=&quot;http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/03/lrt-pie.html&quot;&gt;pie&lt;/a&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s right. Saint Paul&#39;s got &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.startribune.com/local/minneapolis/170270226.html?refer=y&quot;&gt;railgating&lt;/a&gt;, too. Somebody get this guy a plaza before he gets hit by a train.&lt;br /&gt;
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The falafel is awesome, but I still miss Jay&#39;s Cafe sometimes (that was two restaurants ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, everywhere I look, it&#39;s hard not to get excited that what is old is new again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed two vintage stores, a (new?) mid-century modern furniture place,  and an old-timey neighborhood hardware shop. I stopped in to wander through four floors of a second-hand office furniture retailer (like Ikea without the ice cream cones). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/11/12/2543.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/11/12/s_2543.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;210&#39; height=&#39;281&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the street, the restoration of the new/old Chittenden &amp; Eastman building is in full swing, with snow scattered on the new/old granite pavers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just east of here, they&#39;ve been busy putting up catenary wires for a few weeks now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/11/12/2544.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/11/12/s_2544.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;281&#39; height=&#39;210&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/11/12/2545.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/11/12/s_2545.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;210&#39; height=&#39;281&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s something right about bringing the old overhead wire back to the Avenue - and tracks and trains - so nice to be back to the future, isn&#39;t it? And speaking of which, it&#39;s time to mark your calendars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/11/12/2546.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/11/12/s_2546.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;281&#39; height=&#39;104&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;blogpress_location&#39;&gt;Location:&lt;a href=&#39;http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Ellis%20Ave,St%20Paul,United%20States%4044.966487%2C-93.205709&amp;z=10&#39;&gt;Ellis Ave,St Paul,United States&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/feeds/1372142612600957840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/11/what-old-is-new-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/1372142612600957840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/1372142612600957840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/11/what-old-is-new-again.html' title='What&amp;#39;s old is new again'/><author><name>Transiteer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15598851347953040530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsoZWx23QcHnCuMfUTWrUTlINt0VPbAqO3VItfDvinOZWfRXvi_wCNYdBA6moGmbjkLwP9mPNH4bkYQpvddIxUKYFf2yFzbcnuGFfaZdP7doeMCUMxOOc9Mb9oeapzM/s220/201B.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003.post-3729056979940056125</id><published>2012-10-10T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-11T16:43:09.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, 201</title><content type='html'>As I rushed out the door today, I grabbed my LRT lapel pin and stuck it onto my coat. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here is 201 next to a newly painted Hiawatha &quot;Blue Line&quot; train, both sporting the new Metro logo. Would we call that 2012 Metro livery? I guess we might. &lt;br /&gt;
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Worst/best: A bus shelter on a cold, rainy day. So awkward. So clammy. And yet, such a sight for sore eyes. There&#39;s kind of a strange camaraderie among a bunch of half-soaked grumpy people who need to share a tiny space. And if there&#39;s not, some group venting about the bus being late usually does the trick. Everyone loves to hate on a late bus!&lt;br /&gt;
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Best: Lumbermobile. Something that is so bizarrely American is this idea that cars are irreplaceable. A world without a roof rack? Gasp! I wish I had a dollar for every time I heard something like, &quot;transit is great, but nobody is going to take the bus/train to Menards to buy lumber.&quot; You know what? They actually do. Take a seat, haters. &lt;br /&gt;
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(I should say - Menards is a true superstore and sells virtually everything. We have a game trying to guess things they don&#39;t sell - it&#39;s impossible. Pudding? Coloring books? Deodorant? Flameless candles? The magic bullet? Hot pink zebra duct tape? It turns out all these things fit on transit! And here we had just written off customers in the Central Corridor shopping for things smaller than a breadbox.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Best: Granite Pavers (aka &lt;a href=&quot;http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/04/time-warp.html&quot;&gt;Paver Watch 2012&lt;/a&gt;). From deep below the streets of Saint Paul - reclaimed granite and sandstone pavers are now being reinstalled in the medians of the Raymond historic district. There&#39;s more to this design coming east of Raymond...wait for it...&lt;br /&gt;
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For a few weeks, the only thing I could get behind was the seemingly magical drop-off-only buses running on University. I don&#39;t really get it, but I like it...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I go for a walk and notice that things are happening - still- new things all the time. Here are a few of my favorite University Avenue additions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The medians are actually planted. Yes, it&#39;s ok to look twice. The pile of industrious weeds that had sprung up are starting to be replaced with real plants, and even some (gasp!) flowers. Did you ever think you&#39;d see the day when flowers were planted down the middle of University Avenue? Only in my wildest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/21/2595.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/21/s_2595.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;281&#39; height=&#39;187&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bike racks. While I don&#39;t own a bike, and am not quite sure if the median is the most functional spot, I am now beginning to understand that getting bike parking installed is only slightly less difficult than, say, buying a unicorn or finding the Northwest Passage. It&#39;s hard. We&#39;ll take it. Did you ever think you&#39;d see the day when bike racks were installed down the middle of University Avenue? Only in my wildest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/21/2596.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/21/s_2596.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;210&#39; height=&#39;281&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Advance stop bars. Say what? Oh, yes, that fatty stripe on the street isn&#39;t just for looks. And if you don&#39;t think it makes a difference, I should note that TWO vehicles stopped and waited for me to cross when I paused to take this photo. Looks like it isn&#39;t that hard to teach an old dog new tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/21/2597.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/21/s_2597.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;210&#39; height=&#39;281&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Neighborhood-scale nightlights. You always hear people talk about light pollution and streetlights shining in their windows and commercial lighting generally ruining humanity. Well, I moved to the city so I can have the luxury of walking my dog without a flashlight, and I can&#39;t get enough of this LED bonanza. More is more. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/21/2618.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/21/s_2618.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;281&#39; height=&#39;210&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/21/2619.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/21/s_2619.jpg&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; width=&#39;210&#39; height=&#39;281&#39; style=&#39;margin:5px&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;blogpress_location&#39;&gt;Location:&lt;a href=&#39;http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Westgate%20station%4044.966591%2C-93.206714&amp;z=10&#39;&gt;Westgate station&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/feeds/1821792722152920741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/08/nightlights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/1821792722152920741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/1821792722152920741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/08/nightlights.html' title='Nightlights and new tricks'/><author><name>Transiteer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15598851347953040530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsoZWx23QcHnCuMfUTWrUTlINt0VPbAqO3VItfDvinOZWfRXvi_wCNYdBA6moGmbjkLwP9mPNH4bkYQpvddIxUKYFf2yFzbcnuGFfaZdP7doeMCUMxOOc9Mb9oeapzM/s220/201B.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003.post-7936987097764748026</id><published>2012-07-11T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-11T23:33:28.468-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Green Line"/><title type='text'>A train by any other name</title><content type='html'>For many years we&#39;ve called it the Central Corridor. But it&#39;s going to be the Green Line, and since the signs are already going up, well, it&#39;s time to make the switch.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am kind of attached to Central, but the color system is less about what we&#39;re getting rid of, and more about what we&#39;re getting: maps. Real, beautiful, abstract, big city metro maps. I don&#39;t have the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Transit-Maps-World-Mark-Ovenden/dp/0143112651&quot;&gt;Transit Maps of the World&lt;/a&gt; book on my coffee table for nothing, people.&lt;br /&gt;
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The good news is, I possess some cartography skillz myself. The bad news is, the hardest thing to map is something stylized and beautiful and unrelated to coordinates on the earth. Cheating in GIS is so difficult! For this job, we need to throw out the projections (sorry, Mercator!) and bring on the graphic designers. And when I started looking around, it seemed like &lt;a href=&quot;http://carticulatemaps.com/portfolio-view/the-metro-twin-cities-transit-visualized/&quot;&gt;these folks&lt;/a&gt; may already have a head start...I like where this is going!&lt;br /&gt;
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And speaking of things I want to design, I am thinking about creating some transity nerd green line tshirts - something to express my localized enthusiasm, like you see in places like &lt;a href=&quot;http://spacingstore.ca/collections/buttons/products/toronto-subway-all-stations&quot;&gt;Toronto&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.transitmuseumstore.com/drupal/shop/clothing/times-square-station-stop-charcoal-t-shirt&quot;&gt;New York&lt;/a&gt;. I&#39;d like a shirt or a bag with every Twin Cities local* bus number printed on it. It would come with a sharpie keychain so that you could proudly cross off routes you&#39;ve used, or put a heart around your favorite line. I mean, instant street cred of course, but also people might say &quot;oh, you&#39;ve been on the 64 - can you tell me where I need to transfer to catch that downtown?&quot; Now how useful is that? We transiteers should self-identify and make ourselves useful.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Sorry, suburban express riders, but this is kind of a city thing. Maybe you could make blingy seat covers or coffee cozies with your route on them?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/feeds/7936987097764748026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/07/train-by-any-other-name.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/7936987097764748026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/7936987097764748026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/07/train-by-any-other-name.html' title='A train by any other name'/><author><name>Transiteer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15598851347953040530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsoZWx23QcHnCuMfUTWrUTlINt0VPbAqO3VItfDvinOZWfRXvi_wCNYdBA6moGmbjkLwP9mPNH4bkYQpvddIxUKYFf2yFzbcnuGFfaZdP7doeMCUMxOOc9Mb9oeapzM/s220/201B.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-x53it2aaPh68xfnh7xYNg68k4oYW8Wyy3GKy2S_GOeyq241k3zvfA1YLuKiYA5WjV92F_FoCGrHKBEmcyIHHyMy1GaD5_wDJGq1RV8owOGMzTPhVd5b-Ylo2rhmEETpfNVFuJEaB9Pq/s72-c/Diagram-1.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003.post-6213455647389971443</id><published>2012-07-10T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-11T22:45:33.850-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cedar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="downtown"/><title type='text'>Home improvements</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;mobile-photo&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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This week I have been spending a lot of time telling people about the &lt;i&gt;SAINT PAUL OF THE FUTURE &lt;/i&gt;[outer space voice]&lt;i&gt;. SPOTF &lt;/i&gt;is&amp;nbsp;a place where I can get to Bead Monkey or Seward co-op or Highland on one bus. One bus! These bus improvements have been a bit of a Central Corridor dark horse for me - who knew that we&#39;d save so much from the 16 &amp;amp; 94 that we&#39;d be able to plow it into obscene* amounts of service? I have ridden transit despite the crummy transfers and the 30 minute headways at rush hour. Soon, I&#39;ll be able to ride transit because it&#39;s &lt;i&gt;easy&lt;/i&gt;. Easy? Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Equally mind-bending is this travel time chart from the same &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.metrotransit.org/Central_meetings.aspx&quot;&gt;open house&lt;/a&gt; last week, where I confirmed that the train will cut fifteen minutes off my 50 bus commute. Fifteen minutes. &lt;i&gt;Each way. &lt;/i&gt;Holy bananas.&lt;br /&gt;
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What am I going to do with an extra half hour every day? Loosely translated, I could hit about five more snooze buttons, or actually make dinner before I get too hungry and just eat popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;
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Or, I could for-reals learn to knit and (yarn) bomb things.&lt;br /&gt;
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Or, I could play with circuits. On way home last week, I stopped by this interactive&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://starlingproject.com/&quot;&gt;pop-up studio&lt;/a&gt; next The Edge.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The friendly duo, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.beatrixjar.com/&quot;&gt;Beatrix*Jar&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;had created a workshop of rewired toys. Think Axman meets Toy Story meets electronic music. Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/15235311&quot;&gt;Beatrix*Jar&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/user3290862&quot;&gt;mn original&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/&quot;&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, I think playing with some face-melting robot keyboards could be the perfect way to spend my newfound time!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;*Obscene by East Metro Standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Location: 50 bus&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/feeds/3579522261813293238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/06/mind-bending-face-melting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/3579522261813293238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443103436700415003/posts/default/3579522261813293238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettherebelightrail.blogspot.com/2012/06/mind-bending-face-melting.html' title='Mind-bending, face-melting'/><author><name>Transiteer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15598851347953040530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsoZWx23QcHnCuMfUTWrUTlINt0VPbAqO3VItfDvinOZWfRXvi_wCNYdBA6moGmbjkLwP9mPNH4bkYQpvddIxUKYFf2yFzbcnuGFfaZdP7doeMCUMxOOc9Mb9oeapzM/s220/201B.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nbOKlZPRy4tgX1KVCqWNu2OThDx8t6wDYpuUTmqKSsS7MouhaoRkqvempnY-ncZjtxj0vg99JaMyNZVOG8W0qBV74Ta89L7qMxiKDcTPXSFg3nlGJC9ZcOYXRzfcnbcj7Pn2u19A7jmj/s72-c/IMG_2810.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443103436700415003.post-81763601299910118</id><published>2012-06-26T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-26T21:15:00.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is really happening, people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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1. I have zero tolerance for people that smoke. (If we banned smoking at bars and restaurants, how hard could it be to ban it at bus stops?)&lt;br /&gt;
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2. I go to great lengths to avoid sitting by smokers on the bus - that includes taking the 16 when I see them get on the 50, and making sure I am the last one to board the bus as to maximize seating distance, and getting off a stop or two early if it means a little more fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. If you are carrying a cigarette that is partially used, you will make the whole bus stink. Contrary to popular belief, you can&#39;t snuff out something that was just on fire, and then get into a confined space with 40 people. More reasons why we should ban smoking at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning I was caught off guard by an unusually full 50 bus - of course, old Smokey McSmokes decided to sit right next to me. Panic ensued. I fumbled awkwardly with the sliding window that was behind my seat. Fail. I held my breath a couple seconds and then tried again. Big effort this time, flailing around to use both hands. Smokey looked at me awkwardly and I gave him the panicked face. Recognizing me as the crazy person on the bus, he quickly switched seats. Sometimes subtlety is overrated. &lt;br /&gt;
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Speaking of things that aren&#39;t so subtle - cough - the bollards and chain for the intertrack fence finally went up. I can honestly say it&#39;s everything I thought it would be - which is to say, I&#39;m still not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fences are meant to keep people in or to keep people out, right? This one does neither. Somehow I feel that will be its downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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And as long as we&#39;re stuck in the middle, er, median, I&#39;d like to point out what happens when you get 800 inches of rain in a month. What used to be a gravel placeholder for our median planting area has become a lush forest of volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;
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The good news is, &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; is able to live in the middle of University Avenue. I&#39;ve never been so happy to see a pile of weeds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The great thing about this project is that these major, mind-blowing things happen on the days I least expect them. &lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;As a side note, the &quot;St.&quot; Paul looks awfully casual. Who let the Minneapolitans order the signage? Is that how they think we spell it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m also warming up to the army green that they recently painted our station. I had kind of hoped all the stations were going to be a more&amp;nbsp;neutral&amp;nbsp;color (even the &lt;i&gt;same&lt;/i&gt; color, boring and practical as it is), but this green and copper duo is already starting to blend in a little for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m tired of construction. Is there no rest for the weary?&amp;nbsp;But, I haven&#39;t stopped taking photos, I just haven&#39;t written about them.&amp;nbsp;So let&#39;s look way way back at the month of May.&lt;br /&gt;
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Best: &lt;strike&gt;Trash cans.&lt;/strike&gt; The most beautiful trash can I&#39;ve ever seen. The new fleet is in (and for a while was shacking up with the old ones). The hubby was pretty embarrassed that I stopped to take this photo. That did not deter me, obviously. The old trash cans are gone now, so it&#39;s kinda epic that I have this little piece of history recorded, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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Worst: KSTP investigates if people prefer traffic. So, I-94 is closed and University is down to one lane. If they talk to people sitting at a stoplight, will say waiting in traffic is A) annoying? or B) the most amazing thing they&#39;ve ever done? What a scoop!&amp;nbsp;What brave&amp;nbsp;journalism!&amp;nbsp;Eyewitness News investigates...10 feet in front of their studios.&lt;br /&gt;
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Best: Trees. Yes, I&#39;ve mentioned it before, but the more that go in, the more obsessed I am. &lt;br /&gt;
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Worst: Intertrack fence. That is what that is, right? I just have never been into it. &lt;br /&gt;
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Best: The Bacon Trolley. This new food truck is just pandering to me. Pork and trolleys? Yes, please.&lt;br /&gt;
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Worst: People not knowing how to use a &quot;T&quot; intersection. Because Berry Street does not go through, drivers seem to have lost all logic for how to use this half-intersection. This gentleman is stopped at a red light. In the far side of the intersection. In the crosswalk. Yeah, you better believe I&#39;m taking your picture!&lt;br /&gt;
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Best: West Bank station. I don&#39;t know if it&#39;s the best, but it sure is the biggest. You might say we&#39;re buying a Stairway to Heaven. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Worst: Bus wrapping. I get it, I just don&#39;t like it. (Can anyone name this location?)&lt;br /&gt;
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Best:&amp;nbsp;When you actually get the cushy bus with the spot that holds groceries, AND the seat next to it! This never happens. Sometimes bus karma pays back in wonderful ways.&lt;br /&gt;
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Worst: Parking on the guideway at the Farmers Market. I had a small heart attack, but I am going to have to get over this, at least long enough to shop for produce without&amp;nbsp;hyperventilating.&lt;br /&gt;
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Worst: Tagging on my new sidewalk. I suppose if I call the city on them, they&#39;ll say it&#39;s for construction or something. I&#39;ve just never been so protective of concrete.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;applied eye makeup (danger)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;done homework/crammed for presentations&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;carried awkwardly large items that require sitting in the front&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ridden a bus to try to catch up to another bus (gambling with 16/50, 74/54, 94/21/53, etc. Nextrip makes gambling less fun but more rewarding)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;queued in a line with express bus people, for the cultural experience&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;given advice to a stranger&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ridden with a bunch of friends in the back of the bus, or what I call &quot;the couch&quot;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ordered and ferried take out&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ran for the bus in heels (often)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;slept&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;yelled at someone for disrupting my sleep (zero regret)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;sat alone on a bus while the driver got off and left it running...twice&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;feigned illness to move away from a creeper&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;held a baby while someone paid their fare (I offered to hold their fare, but I got the baby instead)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;rejected an offer to let someone read over my shoulder&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;given tours&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;been evacuated from a bus twice (once because of a breakdown, once because we were being used as a&amp;nbsp;getaway&amp;nbsp;car)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;talked to my councilmember&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;made change&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;carried ice skates (most comments ever on one bus ride)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;drawn maps on napkins, bus schedules, receipts, and paper transfers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;caught up with old friends/classmates who happen to be on my route&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;avoided old classmates/coworkers who happen to be on my route (don&#39;t judge, you&#39;ve done it)&lt;/li&gt;
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Somebody has been busy paving - all the way up to Victoria in the last week.&lt;br /&gt;
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New trees are being installed in front of Gordon Parks High School.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lexington Eastbound station infrastructure went up in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cedar Street got rail...whaaat? Cedar is such a darkhorse in the completeness competition - I&#39;ve been busy ignoring it for months! My bus detour helps a lot. [Much thanks to Jess, my Lead Downtown Spy, for snapping this photo!]&lt;br /&gt;
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And just when I thought my home bus stop was lacking in construction excitement, I got some new neighbors. Hey there, hay. You look delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
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