Stuck on the Tram

Last night 69 people were stuck on the Roosevelt Island tram for 12 hours. Today’s shot was taken after the first person rescued was placed gingerly on the ground. Her immediate reply, “WHERE’S A BATHROOM?”
Check Gothamist’s coverage for real shots. I lived beside the tram for three years and I don’t have a single picture of the damn thing.

Ildi and I were watching the coverage when the trapped people received the first aid basket with food and water. Ildi immediately remarked, “I wouldn’t drink anything!” It made me realize that men and women really are on two different worlds. Theirs is a nervous place of small bladders that lead to desperately trying to get aisle seats on planes. Ours is a space of trying to legally (or illegally) pee in public as often as possible. Had I been on that tram, mom and dad could have proudly watched me on live TV retrurning my water to the East River.

So far not one article has addressed the bathroom issue. C’mon journalists. The people want to know.

[UPDATE: From my logs, I just discovered that I am on the front page if you Google “Roosevelt Island Tram bathrooms.”]

Site of the Day: My friend Vinta is from India and describes the driving there as chaos. This video confrims it.

Last night 69 people were stuck on the Roosevelt Island tram for 12 hours. Today’s shot was taken after the first person rescued was placed gingerly on the ground. Her immediate reply, “WHERE’S A BATHROOM?”

Check Gothamist’s coverage for real shots. I lived beside the tram for three years and I don’t have a single picture of the damn thing.

Ildi and I were watching the coverage when the trapped people received the first aid basket with food and water. Ildi immediately remarked, “I wouldn’t drink anything!” It made me realize that men and women really are on two different worlds. Theirs is a nervous place of small bladders that lead to desperately trying to get aisle seats on planes. Ours is a space of trying to legally (or illegally) pee in public as often as possible. Had I been on that tram, mom and dad could have proudly watched me on live TV retrurning my water to the East River.

So far not one article has addressed the bathroom issue. C’mon journalists. The people want to know.

[UPDATE: From my logs, I just discovered that I am on the front page if you Google “Roosevelt Island Tram bathrooms.”]

Site of the Day: My friend Vinta is from India and describes the driving there as chaos. This video confrims it.