From the folks who bring us the annual No-Pants Subway Ride comes “The Sleeper Car.” Improve Everywhere, as part of an exhibit sponsored by the Guggenheim Museum, recently took over one car on the N train and turned into, well, not quite a classic sleeper car. The group explains:
For our latest mission we converted a New York City subway car into a “sleeper car,” giving New Yorkers the chance to rest their heads during a late night commute. We set up three beds, each outfitted with a comforter, pillow, and sheets. Pajamas, sleep masks, and earplugs were also provided as part of this unauthorized free service. The project took place on the above-ground N train in Astoria, Queens around midnight on a Sunday evening.
With the overly bright lighting and often-deafening volume of the pre-recorded announcements, sleeping on the R160s can be a bit of a challenge, but with the help of some sleep masks and beds, a few intrepid commuters managed to pull it off here. While I’ve pooh-poohed the No-Pants ride lately, I’m entertained by this one.
For more on this mission, produced as a part of the stillspotting nyc exhibit, check out Improv Everwhere’s blog post. They say they believe it isn’t against NYC Transit Rules of Conduct to bring a seat (or bed) on the subway, but I’m a bit skeptical of that claim.
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I have two words for everyone who went after the first: “bed bugs.”
If they still had R-46s on the N, laying out on the seats would have been a bit of a problem for all but the most extremely vertically challenged (and it really would have been an ordeal if somehow, instead of an R-160 N for them to get on, a train of R-16s had lumbered into the station).
I don’t like sharing a train car with these people let alone share a bed with them. If, however, in the next car you have showers and a rack of new clothes, I might consider it.
Since when is there something NEW about people sleeping on the subway? The only difference here is that those must be the first presumably midddle-class people to do it.
At this moment, I’m LOL over my own typo. I can’t believe that it happened right in the middle of “middle”.
It would be nice if they tried on the 42nd street shuttle see how many times they slept through back and forth
All I could think of, through my laughter, is this is the kind of thing that makes NYC the greatest place in the world.
Why wasnt a swat team sent to round them all up?