Never Make it to Montauk

Apparently we were never meant to go to Montauk. The original plan was to go on Monday, but since Jan and I had both gotten back rather late on Sunday night, we got a poor start. By the time he got to my place it was 11 and it seemed like the weather would not hold. Also, we would still have to wait for Sasha to get here. I made an executive decision that we should reschedule for today, since it is the only day both of them could make and the weather forecast was amenable.
I awoke this morning to Jan worrying about the weather. It was grey, but looking at the forecast, there was to only be AM thunderstorms. I consulted Sasha to figure out what to do and she informed me that the subway was flooded and the green line was not running and, oh God, the buses would take forever and there were hundreds of people waiting on the street for the buses.
A look at the MTA site confirmed that not only was the green line not running, but neither was the L, which was a disaster for Eric who needed to get to work. Since there was no chance in hell I was going to drive into Manhattan, we sadly canceled our trip.
This city is so wonderful to not require a car and have excellent public transit, but damn, when that transit fails, it's a disaster. This is the second time this summer that the subway has flooded. The first time was not as bad and apparently the storm was quite severe this morning.
It just doesn't seem like we are fated to go to Montauk.