Life in the Heights

While eavesdropping on a conversation in the subway, I learned an interesting piece of trivia about the Clark Street subway stop. I've always wondered why everyone takes an elevator from the street level to the subway. Supposedly there is a staircase, but I've never seen anyone use it. Anyhow, long story short, apparently my subway stop is 10 stories below the ground. So between living in the "heights" and probably that we are the first stop after going under the river, the elevator isn't a lazy American thing, it is actually needed:-)

In other news, my local bodega sells Kinder Schokolade!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It probably tastes different than it does in Germany and they only sell the little sticks, not the larger ones or the eggs, but in a moment of need it is good to know that I need not go further than across the street to satisfy my addiction.