Where I Go: Transiting Los Angeles

We’ve Learned to See Our City Anew—One Route at a Time

Long before we started a travel blog, transit was what brought us together. We met as coworkers at an art museum in Los Angeles, and after work we’d take the same train back to Union Station, where we’d part ways and head in opposite directions. Our brief, shared section of our commute home was how our relationship started, joking about the absurdities of the job and sharing our interests. Pretty soon, we were waiting for each other after work to share as many moments on the train as possible. A …

A Darkened Train Hall Is the Perfect Place to Watch a Classic Film Noir

At L.A.’s Historic Union Station, a Screening of ‘The Third Man’ Explores Our Attraction to What Lurks in the Shadows

Most of the people in Los Angeles’ Union Station on Thursday night were hurrying to and from trains and buses. But an animated group of visitors branched off for a …

Catching a Train—and Fragments of Poetry—at Union Station

An Experiment to Pour Art Into L.A.’s Great Monument to Transitory People

Zócalo’s editors are throwing it back to some of our favorite pieces from the archive. This week: Writer Chiwan Choi reflects on #90for90, an …

A Veteran’s Return

Visiting The Bench Where My Parents’ Future Began

I’ve been trying for years to write something about my mother’s bench in the waiting room at Union Station in Chicago. The bench where she sat and waited the day my …