Different Purgatory, different day

Well yesterday I ended up scoring freebies to see the best team in baseball, the Chicago White Sox, so I did the Chicagoian thing, and caught the Red Line down to the ballpark. I think my favorite part of the Red Line is the people that ride it, especially at that time of day. You get everything from the little kid scam artists who were asking for money to support their basketball team, to the lost dopey tourists who are trying to make their ginormous suitcases fit in a packed rush hour train, to the drunk who just about falls down at every stop. If you like people watching as a sport, there are no better places to partake than on the CTA.