Man, you're like a magnet for bad luck with transit. I've taken the subway everywhere since turning 13. In 20-odd years of 2+/day subway rides in NYC (morning

Man, you're like a magnet for bad luck with transit. I've taken the subway everywhere since turning 13. In 20-odd years of 2+/day subway rides in NYC (morning, afternoon, evening, 3am), the worst things I've encountered have been: - Homeless people with severe B.O (~1x/week) - Obnoxious bible thumpers hollering at everyone in the subway car (2-3 times) - Panhandlers walking from one end of the car to the next (~2x/mo) - Mariachi bands and dance troupes invading the subway car (~2-3x/week) - A woman changing her toddler's diaper on the seat right next to me (ew; thankfully only once). And the only actually threatening ones: - Mentally ill people talking to themselves (maybe a half dozen times ever) and grumbling at people around them (~2-3 times ever) - Some creep sitting next to me and asking personal questions and ignoring my requests to leave me the fuck alone. You can avoid most of these situations by avoiding any disproportionately empty subway car. If you get in the wrong car by accident, you switch at the next stop (<2 min). Most of the rest will leave on their own within a few minutes. For every unpleasant encounter I've had on the subway, I've had one that's restored my faith in humanity: half the car helping out a woman who fainted; the whole car grinning at each other while an actor in a green rabbit suit did magic tricks for the kids sitting across from her; offers of tissues to someone who developed a spontaneous nosebleed. I've never seen tourists stare in confusion at a map for more than a couple minutes without someone stepping in to offer directions; once with someone else nearby stepping in to translate to Japanese!