Anonymous said...

My scariest travel experience happened at Simpson Street Station in the Bronx, New York. My sister and I had just entered a $1 cab to take us home when a supposedly drunk guy came into the cab. he kept leaning against me and I was scared. So i put on my roughest Jamaican voice and told him I was from Kingston so he should stop leaning on me or else!!!! He stopped immediately and my sister and I got home safely.