Last summer, on one of my first ever LA Metro rides, I stupidly succumbed to peer pressure and didn’t buy a ticket. (If anyone says you don’t need one, because “they never check,” that person is wrong. I see MTA police checking for tickets all the time.) Instead of buying that $1.25 ticket, I ended up paying a $110 fine.
Since then, I’ve been trying to follow all the subway rules. But last night when I visited the MTA website to check the times for getting to Wilshire/Western, I noticed it showed the fare as $2.50. I was confused at the doubled price until I realized it was because I’d be switching trains. In NYC, once you pay the fare, you can ride as much as you want until you leave the system. Until yesterday, I treated the LA Metro as if it worked the same way, but here a one way ticket is only good for “a single boarding on a single Metro Rail line.”
Ooops. I’ve done the free-transfer thing a ton of times, so I guess I’m just lucky I didn’t get busted again. I would’ve been a repeat offender, which I think involves a giant fine and community service. From now on, I’ll stick with the $3 day pass to be sure I’m nice and legal.
An unrelated plea to my fellow Metro riders: If you see me on the subway, please don’t offer me candy. I like candy as much as the next girl (unless the next girl is Cybele), but I find it very creepy when strangers offer it to me on the train. Yesterday wasn’t the first time this happened, but it was the first time someone offered me the lollipop he was already eating. Yuck.