I like taking the train. It’s fast and climate-controlled, and the cars don’t smell like feet, unlike some of the cabs I’ve ridden in the past few weeks. However yesterday, I experienced something that may have scarred me for life (or at least for a week) — rush hour on a Wednesday.
Now I’ve tried taking the MRT during rush hour. Sometimes you can’t get on as soon as you’re inside, because there are too many people ahead of you. Which is fine, since there’s a train every, like, five minutes. Yesterday, I couldn’t get on until after four trains. That’s right. Either the gas situation has gotten so bad more people are taking the MRT or, well, I’ve probably never been out during Wednesday rush hour before. Read more
