

No person may bring any animal on or into the tram unless enclosed in a container and carried in a manner which would not annoy other passengers.Must be folded upon request of the operator.While MetroCards are available for purchase at the Tram Station, there are no MTA booths at the station, vending machines are the only option available.Children more than 44 inches tall require full fare.Up to three children 44-inches tall and under ride for free on the Tram when accompanied by a fare-paying adult.

We follow to same fare structure as the MTA.Holidays: Tram runs on a regular schedule, except for major holidays (New Year's Day, Memorial Day, Independence Day, Labor Day, Thanksgiving Day, Christmas Day), during which the Tram runs on a rush hour schedule.Evening Rush Hours (Monday through Friday): 3 PM - 8 PM.Morning Rush Hours (Monday through Friday): 7 AM - 10 AM.Dickens is quoted at length, while similarities are drawn between a character and Jane Eyre.

We’re given a summary, as well as numerous interpretations, of Moby-Dick, including what I guess to be Irving’s own take on the inclusion of the titular hyphen (a drawn-out joke on possible misinterpretations of “Dick” ensues). All Republicans seem to be gun-toting assholes, while supposedly likable characters “scream” at CNN in rage. Into the mix Irving pours a raft of cliched characters, including “harridan” aunts, chucklingly good-natured uncles, an inspiring, nay, saintly English teacher-cum-stepfather/mother, and huge, bossy, heart-of-gold lesbians.Īlongside these is a baffling amount of weak literary explication and juvenile political opining.

The Last Chairlift follows the life of Adam Brewster, born in Exeter to a ski instructor mother (a deranged, semi-incestuous nymphomaniac, although I think she was supposed to come across as “kooky”) and an (at least initially) unknown father. And boy, did I feel every one of those pages. The Last Chairlift, John Irving’s 15th novel, is 11 shy of 900 pages long.
