Subways

I have about an hour to an hour and a half subway commute to school.  I have been trying different lines and think I found the best route for me.  It involves a couple of transfers and a bus but it works out pretty well.  

I came out of one station in Park Slope to find a long alley leading to the exit and then walking by Grand Army Plaza got lucky with two pretty cool photos. 

For the most part, I love the subway.  With an unlimited monthly pass, I feel like I can go anywhere.  It's a great system.  Which brings me to my New York moment that left me feeling a lot less green.  I was taking a train back from school during rush hour and it was packed.  A woman had a bit of a freak out and started yelling, "I can't take this.  I can't be sandwiched like this."  She moved to the middle of the train, which was an even tighter fit and I couldn't help thinking, "why are you on the subway then?"  

That's when it hit me.  I am used to the close quarters and what many would consider sheer madness.  There was an old guy behind me, using me as a support and a guy reading the paper in front of me.  I had no personal space but it didn't bother me one bit.  

With so many people and so little space, I am getting used to being close.  It's kind of great though.  Everyone going through the daily grind together.