It was waiting for us. An apparition. I expected to see it shrouded in steam or smoke, a scene from Brief Encounter, but the train just sat there at the 2nd Ave Station like any other subway car on a Sunday morning. It was the normality of the whole affair which made the experience that much more surreal. Despite this being a train made up of 6 cars, each from a different time period ranging from 1920 to 1960, there were no announcements, no fanfare, no brass bands or reporters making a spectacle of things. The price of admission: a Metro Card. The conductors called out, "Next Stop Broadway Lafayette!" the doors shut and we were off barreling down the "V" line from 2nd Ave Manhattan making all local stops to Queens Plaza.
At each station the reaction from people on the platform was the same: a strange mix of bewilderment, confusion, and blank stares as people made quick mental calculations as to the probability of this train getting them to where they needed to go. The train stopped, the doors opened, people got off, more got on, the doors shut, and we were off to the next stop. A group of Italian tourists looked particularly distressed as they worriedly looked over the wicker covered seats, green painted metal ceiling fans, and vintage advertisements running the length of the car. Their worry quickly gave way to more mundane matters as a subway map suddenly appeared out of a handbag and soon they were consumed only with getting to the destination of the day.
**** This train runs each Sunday in December until New Years between 2nd Ave and Queens Plaza, making all local stops. The rest of the year one can find it at the Transit Museum off Atlantic Ave in Brooklyn.