Passengers reflected in the window of the Yellow line on the D.C. metro. That's my dad on the left. I think my family enjoyed the novelty of the metro, but after a week of touristing in D.C., they're looking forward to getting back home to their cars and to not having to enter dark holes to get where they're going. Long escalators are not their idea of fun. Mine neither, really, but that's just part of living in D.C.