Excavation II: Lost in New York
Lois left the street corner and started to walk up 8th Avenue. After walking aimlessly for over a half an hour, she stopped in a cafe to ask for directions. The ultra-modern restaurant accurately reflected the urban jungle outside, with concrete beams running through its center and mood lighting reflecting off of hard, steel-plated dining tables.
"Excuse me," Lois said to the hostess. "Do you know where the nearest subway is?"
"The what?" the young hostess asked as though she'd never heard of such a thing.
"You know, the underground transportation system..." Lois continued on.
"No, I'm sorry ma'am, but we don't have a subway system here. The only modes of transportation we have in the city are the cars and the moving sidewalks."
Lois, utterly confused, decided not to press the issue. After all, not many people would believe that she had come from nearly a century in the past and therefore had no idea what the contemporary modes of transport were.
"Okay, thank you," she said, and left the establishment.
After walking another few blocks in search of a better alternative, Lois reached an intersection. On the other side of street she spotted what she thought to be a phone booth. Thinking that maybe her best option at this point was to try and see if Daniel was still around, she was forced to make a decision.
"Excuse me," Lois said to the hostess. "Do you know where the nearest subway is?"
"The what?" the young hostess asked as though she'd never heard of such a thing.
"You know, the underground transportation system..." Lois continued on.
"No, I'm sorry ma'am, but we don't have a subway system here. The only modes of transportation we have in the city are the cars and the moving sidewalks."
Lois, utterly confused, decided not to press the issue. After all, not many people would believe that she had come from nearly a century in the past and therefore had no idea what the contemporary modes of transport were.
"Okay, thank you," she said, and left the establishment.
After walking another few blocks in search of a better alternative, Lois reached an intersection. On the other side of street she spotted what she thought to be a phone booth. Thinking that maybe her best option at this point was to try and see if Daniel was still around, she was forced to make a decision.