The Wonderful, Mysterious Train

The most exciting part of living on a dead end is the awesome train that my boys have never seen before.

The tracks run across most of our neighborhood, and the boys have always wondered about the mysterious train that passes there.
Well, now they know!

 

It's a freight train that brings something or other... looks like rubbish... from a port in Brooklyn to Far Rockaway.

It travels around twice a week. Some weeks less, some more. It first goes from Far Rockaway to the port, and about an hour later it goes back.

Each time it is different. Sometimes it has an engine and one open wagon. Other times the engine is pulling many different types of wagons. There is even a little excavator-like thing that rides there sometimes.

We are lucky to have moved right at the end of winter because now the greenery is so dense that you have to have your nose pressed against the fence to catch even a glimpse of it. In early spring we were able to see it right from our window.
That little valley is also a very convenient place for Mel to roam around. The train goes pretty rarely, and is much more predictable than a street full of cars. He just has to stay away from the tracks and he is safe. On the street, any parked car can go into motion at any time... it's much more dangerous.
We are enjoying our little spot.