Yesterday, I had a nail appointment in the South Loop, so I took the Red Line south, and then realized the Brown/Purple/Orange Lines are closer. So I texted Mike, asked him what color and direction I should choose, and then I totally rode it by myself! Holla! I felt one step closer to getting my Chicago card.
Normally, I would have taken a cab, but earlier in the day I had a near-death experience after taking one to a doctor's appointment I had. The cab driver was very nice, and his cab only smelled like cigarette smoke (It's when you add urine and sweat, that I want to puke.) He was so busy talking to me, he ended up turning the wrong way down a one-way street. I couldn't figure out why everyone was honking and waving. I waved back, assuming it was Chicago hospitality. I quickly realized what happened when we were staring straight into the front grill of a semi truck. Luckily, we flipped around quickly, and got out of the way.
I then had to pay $11 for my near death experience. The L train is only $2.25. Sure, the L occasionally jumps a track, or someone gets robbed, but I've never been on one that went the wrong way.