Wake up call

I don't think I've felt scared like this ever, possibly. Paris metros close at 2:15 AM, which really means that you should be on your train by 1:15 AM latest, otherwise you are pretty much guaranteed losing a ride home, which is precisely what happened to me. Standing outside, in the cold, speaking French to people who wouldn't even BOTHER to help me out, hailing cabs that apparently don't understand what "hailing" is, and ultimately spending 20 euros on something which should have been COMPLETELY unnecessary. 

I miss NYC's efficiency....