The F Train with Coney Island seen through the window

Living out in Brooklyn, I forget to check the MTA site for any changes in weekend train service and just assume that everything is running smoothly as if it were rush hour.  It happened that in my attempt to go to Manhattan this past Sunday, there was no Manhattan bound service on the D train.  Instead I had to take the train all the way into Coney Island, and take another train out of there to get into Manhattan.  As a life long New Yorker, I do enjoy these kinds of accidents because I still get to feel like I’m discovering something new in my hometown and experience the thrilling sensation of fearing for my life as I enter through areas of ghetto proper.  Also, the view of Coney Island at night is pretty swell so I figure the extended time in my commute was worth it.