A reader in the field informs us that Caltrains are stopped both ways today, after a horrific accident at Palo Alto where a train actually ran over a car on the tracks. Yipes!
Ambulances have been called, special tools are being used to extract the car, and bus bridges haven't yet been in put into place. Here's the first word we've seen online.
There was also some kind of BART delay this morning, but we have no idea what that was about -- except that all the trains looked really crowded and they had the special message on the BART screens set off with lines of asterisks, which we now recognize as an Official Bad Sign.
Update: The car on the Caltrain tracks was a Civic that stalled on the tracks at Churchill Road. The driver fled the car when the flashing lights went on and is safe, but the car is (obviously) totalled. No ETA on when Caltrain service will resume. The car was hit by a northbound Baby Bullet a little after 8 a.m. They're assessing the damage to the train as we speak.



I was told by the conductor there was nobody in the car. The lady driver had managed to walk out before the train hit. My train was following that southbound train. 3rd Caltrain incident this month.
I'm not sure what was the problem at BART other than no direct Fremont trains from the West Bay to the East, which caused a long delay that allowed me to overhear snippets of amusing cell phone conversations on the crowded platform.
The best part, though, was that it's BART Rider Appreciation Day and riders at certain stations got a free Jamba Juice gift card (valued anywhere from a buck to $300). I and my fellow passengers who disembarked at Montgomery grumblingly grabbed our rewards, even though I know I didn't feel all that appreciated. Though seeing a girl in a banana suit handing out the cards did make me feel a little better.
Whaaaa? I can't believe my BART exit is not deemed sufficiently cool to get free Jamba Juice!!!! I saw no one -- no people dressed in bananas, nobody appreciating me, nothing. All I got was the lady who pushed me out of the way so she could get ahead of me in the turnstile line. (I'm like, you wanna get to work that bad, I'm not going to stop you.)