This week on an outing to Macy's Herald Square I noticed that there are a few new fangled escalators in the newer balcony section. Otherwise the vintage escalators have remained.
I would say it feels comforting to still see the vintage escalators, but if I said that I would be lying. Those escalators are from a bygone era before I was born. The escalators are more fun in the vain of the vintage trains that sometimes run during December. It feels so odd that so much past architecture has left us, but the mighty escalator remains.
I wonder what unjustified architecture will be around in another 60 years for the next generation to ponder.