I know I'm making us sound like complete "mountain tortoises" here, i.e., people who are unaware of the hip and happening wonders of the world, but Chubbs rode his first train ride yesterday. It's not that I'm trying to deprive him of an experience on our fabulous Mass Rapid Transit system, but it's just that we don't live near a station, so it isn't that convenient for us to hop on and zip around. He got the chance when we sent my aunt to the airport; she's headed to Italy for two weeks on holiday (note- I say this with a lot of jealousy). She was checking-in her bags at Terminal 1, because she's flying Air France (don't ask, long story). We were so bored after having waited 45-min and she was still not done, despite three queue changes. So after watching trains come and go several times, and seeing passengers alight and board, we took a ride on the Skytrain back and forth ghetto T1 and posh T3. Chubbs was uber-thrilled; especially since one of his favourite cartoons on TV is Chuggington, and he has always been obsessed with "choo choo"s.
He was not so keen about what going on outside the train, or the view he got, but he was busy checking out the interior of the train. Like the lights, the posters, the handrails, the seats, etc. It was wonderful for us to watch him too.
The amazing thing was, at the end of all the train-riding, we asked him whether he rode on a Koko, Brewster or Wilson train (the main characters of Chuggington). He answered Koko, without a doubt. Koko is the only electric train amongst the three, the other two run on fuel. Thinking it was a fluke answer, we tried to convince him that it could have been either of the other two trains, and even tossed out the names of some trains that run on steam, but he stuck to his answer. It was Koko, and nothing else. This little fella knows his trains.
