Morning Fun

     We were a bit more crowded this morning than normal, leading me to wonder what was going on and why I didn't get the memo.  A host if new characters ...

     This guy, who alternated between hitting me with his backpack/elbow and farting ever so gently.

     And the guy with the sour puss at the door who kept staring at me (I thought it too brazen to take a picture of that!).  It all culminated with taking the pointy end of an umbrella to the chest on the stairs at Park St.  It's not even raining, people.