As part of my effort to go vehicleless, I have been investigating alternate forms of transportation. I’ve walked, hitchhiked and bummed rides from friends.
On Monday, it was time to try the bus. Never having ridden the bus locally, I approached the matter with some trepidation.
Past bus experiences have not left me with fond memories of public transit. These include riding a variety of school buses (including 30 miles both ways through the desert in the ninth grade), missionary transfers, and while in the Army.
Then there was that time as a cop when I had to board a Greyhound bus and remove a passenger who had defecated in his seat and smeared it on the windows.