"I'm not going, you can eat so much, the free food you received is not enough for you to eat alone, and I won't starve to death." Erin began to play tricks.

"Then I'll eat you first, I didn't eat enough for dinner!" Hong Tao opened his mouth and made a gesture to bite Erin on the neck.

"Help! Bloodsucker! Erin ran away, laughing and shouting as she ran.

"Phew! Come on! Wow, yes, ......" Hong Tao chased after him with his teeth and claws, and the two of them were running on the side of the street in Little Italy wearing the same strange clothes, attracting the attention of many people, and a few Italians who were sitting outside eating actually shouted cheers for Hong Tao, asking him to run a few steps to catch up with Erin and quickly suck blood, they wanted to watch the live broadcast.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Hong Tao and Erin went out, but they did not go shopping, but went for a morning run, Hong Tao has now developed the habit of running in the morning, unless there are special circumstances, even if they live in the meal, they will run a few laps around the meal in the morning.

Because of last night's conversation, Hong Tao and Erin did not go jogging along the Hudson River, which is relatively close, but first took the subway from Kenny Street, got off at 72nd Street, and entered New York's Central Park from here.

The subway in New York is a long time ago, and it is said that when we were still in the reign of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, New Yorkers began to take the subway. Being old has the glory of being old, and of course, it is inevitable that there are folds on the face and clothes are not very clean, so whether it is a station, a platform or a carriage in the New York subway, it is compatible with two words, old and dirty.

New York subway stations are very different from those in Beijing, and they are often tucked away in more remote places, mostly with the help of a small gate in a ground building, or simply a small area enclosed by a green cast-iron railing. Just like our street crossing, there are very few single subway station buildings poking there alone, it is estimated that the land price here is too expensive, and the New York City government does not have the courage to demolish it, so it can only send people to the fence.

No matter how humble the entrance is, there will be red, green, yellow, blue, purple, brown or gray signs to tell passengers that you can board the train on that line at the station, these signs are not only different colors, but also different shapes, some are round, some are diamond-shaped. There are also Arabic numerals and English letters, and it's not easy to figure them all out.

At least Hong Tao didn't understand, he only understood that the subway here is divided into fast and slow trains, the round sign represents the slow train, that is, every station along the way stops, the diamond-shaped sign represents the fast train, it only starts from a fixed station, and then stops at several fixed stations, and some even end at one station.

After entering the subway station. You don't want to sit on the escalator, there is no one at all, you can only walk the stairs on two legs. It's not enough to just take the stairs, you have to take the right stairs. The uplink and downlink at the entrance here are separated, that is, the aforementioned uptown direction and the downtown, the uptown represents the train heading north, and the downtown represents the south. As long as you don't get this wrong, even if you get in the wrong car, you won't be wrong. At least the direction is right.

In addition, the subway in Manhattan does not have a loop line, and it is basically a straight line in the north-south direction, because Manhattan Island is a narrow terrain from north to south and narrow from east to west. So for people who love to get lost and can't tell the difference between east and west, this place is relatively clear.

The subway stations in New York and Beijing have one thing in common, that is, there are many people! Although it may not be as busy as the rush hour of the Beijing subway, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a crowd of people. For so many New Yorkers who like to do subways, Hong Tao also specially consulted Erin, according to his impression, Lao Mei likes to drive, and Lao Mei is not short of cars.

Erin's answer is very practical, just to save money! She also said that if you work in Manhattan, you can save a good used car by taking the subway for a week, and here you are not only talking about the cost of gas, but also the most expensive thing is the parking fee.

Parking in New York is very expensive, especially on Manhattan Island, where parking is almost $15 an hour in ordinary areas, and can even reach $50 an hour in upscale areas or business districts.

The most headache for drivers is that the police in New York are all over the streets, they are not only in charge of public security, but also in charge of traffic, and these policemen are not polite at all, let alone sophisticated, when they see illegal parking, they will post stickers, and directly call a tow truck to tow you away in important areas, no matter if you are a big star or a director, a minister, your father's name is Li Gang. Bush is useless, the more celebrities and the policemen are happier, and they can't wait to put tickets all over your car, and I don't know how they got mixed up, but there is no.

The most hateful thing is that you can't afford not to pay these tickets, and they can't be overdue, and the direct court summons will come, and it is difficult to find someone to settle the matter, didn't Franklin say that there are only two inevitable things in a person's life, one is to pay taxes, and the other is to die. The Americans have said so, and it is estimated that the possibility of escaping a ticket is basically gone, so New Yorkers have also figured it out, let's stop driving, let's take the subway.

Before entering the platform, of course, you have to buy a ticket, Erin has a monthly pass, 75 US dollars a month, and you can take the subway bus, which is really not expensive for the blue-collar class of New York who work in Manhattan, their average salary is 5000 to 6000 US dollars per month, and it costs less than 60th of the money to take public transportation for a month, which is worth dying.

Hong Tao didn't need this thing, he didn't plan to stay in New York for a month, in fact, as the saying goes, you can't eat or drink poorly, and if you can't calculate, you will be poor, and he really stayed in New York for more than a month, which we will talk about later.

There are two automatic ticket vending machines at the entrance of the station, the appearance of the machine is not good, the stainless steel is almost black, but the functions are quite complete, both cash and card, but also to check the balance in the card, query the route and so on. There are many types of tickets sold on the ticket machine, including daily tickets, weekly tickets, monthly tickets, and one-way tickets.

The ticket gate here is similar to that in China, but it is not as friendly as in China, because the ticket gate is tall and big, Hong Tao thinks that everything higher than himself is evil, including the black policeman standing in the ticket gate, the guy is full of bits and pieces on his belt, he is 2 meters tall, his thumbs are inserted in the belt, and he spreads his legs and pokes there with a serious face, without the slightest meaning of the police and the people.

Erin told Hong Tao that the police were there to prevent people from evading the ticket, because there would always be someone who would buy a card for two people, and with this big black guy standing here, no one would dare to do this, because if he was caught, he would be fined $100.

"Can he still catch someone standing here? A fool would evade the ticket in front of his eyes. Hong Tao glanced at the pistol on the big black man's belt and felt that he didn't have the guts.

"Not every ticket gate has police, most of them don't have uniformed police." Erin communicated with Hong Tao in Chinese, and now the two of them have formed a tacit understanding to use Chinese directly when talking about topics that are not suitable for outsiders to hear.

"Uniformed police? Are there still plainclothes police? Hong Tao caught a foreshadowing in Erin's words.

"Well, there are a lot of plainclothes policemen, and their badges are all in their pockets, and they immediately take them out and pin them on their clothes when they encounter illegal situations." Erin gestured with her hand.

"What an excite! Look for it, is there plainclothes here? Hong Tao is very excited, he feels that living here is like a spy movie, maybe there will be a guy next to him, holding a police badge in his hand, and then telling you: I am a New York police officer......

"Oh, let's go, you can't look at your tobacco leaves." Erin dragged Hong Tao's arm and pulled him to the front of the second ticket gate, behind which was an iron cage-like thing, and the iron door could be turned by a third with a swipe of the card, just enough to let one person in.

When he arrived at the platform, Hong Tao found a place that was completely different from the Beijing subway, the train here is shared by several lines, which is very similar to the bus in Beijing, you have to look at the number and instructions on the train, don't get on the wrong train.

The subway stations in New York are very old, and the pillars are big iron guys, and there are rivets on them, and they are just painted with a layer of anti-rust paint. The floor and walls were covered with mosaic tiles, and many places were peeling off, like patches of psoriasis. The most interesting thing is that the seats are all solid wood primary colors, and there is a palm-high partition in the middle, especially like the furniture in the domestic sauna.

In addition to being old, the platform is not very tidy, some people are sleeping on the seats, others are playing and singing, and not only the police do not care about them, but also the employees in the subway station are familiar with them.

"That eldest sister's husband is indeed a kung fu to sleep here!" After waiting on the platform for less than 10 minutes, Hong Tao realized the hardships of the middle-aged man's life yesterday.

There is no air conditioning on the platform here, although it has entered autumn, but it is still a little stuffy, coupled with the deafening noise when the train passes, being able to fall asleep here is a life skill in itself, anyway, he asked himself, he seems to have no ability.

The New York subway runs 24 hours a day, but it doesn't have a fixed timetable like the Beijing subway, and even if you do, don't believe it, there is a train every one or two minutes when it is crowded, like now at 6 o'clock in the morning, there is no train in 20 minutes.

After waiting for a few more minutes, the train they were going to take finally rumbled into the station, the subway train here has a square head and a square head, and the appearance is quite clean, but it can't see any modern urban style, but it can be seen that Lao Mei still loves the country very much, because each carriage is sprayed with a star-striped flag. (To be continued......)

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