SEPTA: Limping Along

Tonight, Matt and I went down to Old City to see Headlong for First Friday, using the subway to cover the main distance between home and the show.

We meant to take SEPTA home, too, but as we were pulling out of the 5th St. station, the driver’s voice came over the intercom:

“I’m having some trouble with the train, but I’ll do my best to get us to 69th St.”

The train lurched and sputtered and I have never had a three lock ride feel quite as epically long as the distance traversed tonight between 5th and 8th Streets. Where we got off to catch a cab, because I lean towards claustrophobia and no way in HELL am I getting myself stuck underground on a busted subway train.

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