Yes. Born in Midtown Manhattan and until I was six, every Sunday up to Washington Heights for supper. High point of my week, actually. But that was in the early 1960s, things got really rough for a while in the 1970s and early 80s with all the focking taggers and dopeheads. On visit to New York, I still set aside a day just to ride the elevateds and lines that have cars with a front window. And yep, I pay attention to my surroundings. Oh, my.
DC Metro is also the only way to get around DC when there, but again, riders outside of rush hours are a little diverse for my tastes. Or a lot diverse.
