What’s with the F-train? The fact that the Coney Island bound trains were running expess only from Jay Street to Church Avenue this past weekend certainly made weekend travel a nightmare. No trains from Jay Street all the way to Church Avenue.
So much for Cobble Hill, Carroll Gardens, the South Slope, Seventh Avenue, Windsor Terrace, Kensington and beyond…
In the Times’ City Section on Sunday, Sewell Chan wrote: "Weekend service diversions – in which trains are rerouted, schedules
altered and riders befuddled, all because of construction or repair
work – have become a pervasive element of the subway-riding experience.
Over the weekend, all 19 regular lines had at least one departure from
their regular service pattern. (There are a total of 26 lines. The
three shuttles had no diversions, and the B, V, W and Z trains do not
run on weekends.)"
It’s really getting to the point where I think twice about taking a quick zip into Manhattan. What should be a 40 minute ride can take much, much longer. It just isn’t much fun. Besides, there’s so much to do in Brooklyn these days who needs Manhattan?
Well sometimes you do. Today I had a lunch meeting in Manhattan. My friend arrived late because the F-train turned into a D-train and went up 8th Avenue line when she needed to be near Sixth Avenue. After the lunch meeting, I waited about a half hour for an F at Rockefeller Center. I finally got on the V train which only goes to Second Avenue and waited there for ten minutes. Finally a D-train came along that was making F-train stops.
The F-train. We used to call it the Fun Train. Now it’s the dysFunctional train.
The F was stopping at 7th Ave this weekend between Jay and Church — at least it did when I was on it (thank goodness!). The D doesn’t go up 8th Ave — your friend’s train must have turned into an A (also known to happen).
How about the no Q trains on weekends between Parkside and Atlantic Aves for like the past month? And the ongoing horrors of the 2, 3, 4 monstrosity.
NYC subway service is worse than at any time since 1977 (when I came here, so I can’t go back any further than that). At that time, however, there was an explanation — the city was almost bankrupt, so it was understandable. But now it’s the same thing –people standng for long periods of time with no announcements as to what’s up. Eventually a train appears, but probably not the one that was supposed to come there.
Who cares? Everybody just gets on anyway because at least it’s going somewhere and maybe we can change to something else that will eventually take us near where we want to be.
Sheesh!