This is not a bus.
So I am ashamed to admit that in the recent past I have held judgmental feelings toward the bus. I don’t know if it is emotional scarring from the Yellow variety of my youth or if the bus just conjures up extremely negative connotations on its own, but I never gave it a fair shot. In my mind the bus was a place for the drudges of society. A place where the homeless hobnob with the criminal and so forth. I don’t know if I watched a lot of gang related bus entertainment in a past life because these assumptions have proven to be the furthest thing from reality I could ever imagine.
This past weekend I made this glorious discovery and it will forever be imprinted on my mind. Throughout the weekend I dabbled in numerous modes of transportation. Cabs in the city, driving in the suburbs, a train, a subway, some heavy walking, and the piece de resistance, the bus. I literally cannot write enough good things about this glorious experience [Author’s Note: I can write 6 good things about said experience]. Here is why the bus is the best thing ever. OR at the very least, better than the subway.
- You can’t fall into the tracks, which I guess never have done in a subway, but it seems super scary.
- It is basically like riding a really fun ride in Disney World, and by this I mean it is fairly bouncy and fun to sit in the middle accordion-like section.
- You can peruse the Internet the whole time and pin everything in sight.
- It is not covered in trash and urine. Huge plus.
- If it were to break down, I wouldn’t be stuck underground. Also never happened to me, but a major source of anxiety.
- It is a normal temperature. I know I have heat regulation issues, but the temperature differential between the world and the subway is absolutely not normal.
This discovery is a huge game changer. If anyone needs me, I’ll be cruising around town on the bus. It is now what I do.