This morning I was shocked because it was one minute for my train. ‘Perfect’, I tought and turned up the music on my mp3 player. (Jailbreak with Thin Lizzy was playing.)
The train came and I went on, sat down and started to read my book (Lunar Park, Bret Easton Ellis) on this 20 min ride.
After some stops and turns I felt that I was closing in on my final destination so I looked up and found I was soon at Karlaplan. The train had changed its course!
So I had to get off, go back one station and change to my true train and then to arrive at least the normal five minutes too late.
This subwaying will never work out for me.