As I stepped into the G train at Fulton Street, ready to settle myself in for the what has ranged from a 15 minute to one hour ride to Greenpoint Avenue, a clear, authoritative voice rang through the intercom system, “This is the express G.”
Express G? I could hardly wrap my brain around the prospect. I mean seriously–the train is known at the Brooklyn-Queens Crosstown Local. My cursory research has found little to support that this express G was anything more than a figment of my imagination.