Let’s hear it for Penn Station bathrooms!
I don’t know about you, but every time I go into the bathroom at Penn Station I cry a little bit.
That’s because I remember the 1980’s version of them, and believe you me, they’re so much better now. I grew up in the Boston area but I visited a bunch in high school, which means I spent way too much time in the very few available public toilet facilities. So I can appreciate me some improved amenities.
They are relatively clean! They have toilet paper, consistently! There’s soap available next to working sinks! And, probably most importantly, it’s not a threatening experience with dirty needles all over the floor.
For that matter, while I’m on the theme, have you noticed how much nicer JFK is now compared to 1988? Maybe it’s because I’ve been flying JetBlue a lot, but that terminal is nothing like the broken-down middle school experience I remember not so fondly.
That’s all I have today, just gratitude and anti-nostalgia. And I’m sure there are lots of things we miss as well from those days of New York City, but right now I can’t think of any besides cheaper rent.