Journey Through my Neighborhood

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     On Tuesday, I had planned to go to my cooking lesson, like I do every week. Unfortunately, I forgot that I had that activity, so instead I went home. After some time, my mom texted me reminding me that I had to go. I jumped up and grabbed my coat and shoes and ran out the door. I ran all the way to the local subway station, where I planned to catch a bus. At one point while I was running, I realized my subway card, which I had brought, had no money on it. So I ran home again, grabbed money, and then ran back. I figured I would just pay directly with the money, because the machine on the bus accepts cash, so I didn't go and put money on my card. I crossed a couple streets, to get to one bus stop (with didn't serve the bus I wanted) and then crossed over to a second stop (no luck). I then went into the subway station to try and find an official there, but none were on duty. I then continued through the station, and emerged up another exit, and found that the bus stop, which was actually closer to where I live, served the bus I wanted. So I sat, and waited for about three minutes, at which point I decided I was hungry, and should go and purchase a baked good. So I went and got a brownie. It was rich and chocolatey, but a little dry. Then I was thirsty. I went in to the same place and got water. Then my mom  called me and instructed my to board the subway, and she would pick me up and drop me of at my lesson. So I went into the subway, and I heard that a subway train going the direction I wanted was leaving. So I quickly attempted to add money ("No, $10.00, not $1.00!"). Turns out the machine I was using didn't accept cash. By the time I went through the process on a machine that did, my train had left. So I waited, and then there was an announcement that they were having problems with broken trains, or something. It's really hard to hear what they are saying. After three trains going the opposite direction had come and left, my train came. I got out off the station on the opposite side, walked a little bit, got into my mom's car. I finally arrived to cook, only 1 1/2 hours late.