Commute

I left my house early today, but I really didn't anticipate such an insane commute.

I should've know that things weren't going to go well when I arrived at my train station to find out that the D train was frozen to the tracks (that was the official announcement) and was being taken out of service. So, I had to take the Coney Island bound D train for a few stops and switch to the express train. (You should know that going backwards to go forward is probably the most infuriating thing you can ever ask me to do). When we got to 47-50 Rockefeller Center, the train stopped, and the conductor announced that there were signal problems - for those not familiar with the MTA, that is an all inclusive term signifying that something broke, and it's not likely to get fixed any time soon. I ran out of the station, and took a brisk walk to Columbus Circle. There, I got on the 1/9 train, expecting to be on campus in about 10 minutes. However, when we got to 96th street, they announced that the train was being taken out of service because of an electrical problem. People poured out of the train station onto Broadway, and I ended up sharing a taxi to Columbia with someone who looked very much like Alan Greenspan.

Total commuting time - 2 hours, 40 minutes.