How to Ride a Bus

I have decided.

I love buses.

I have this vague memory of riding on a city bus somewhere with my mom and dad. All I remember is my dad's scratchy beard. That and the excitement of riding a huge public vehicle.

In the various cities that I have lived in since college, I tend to seek out public transportation. It's a way to be "green" and to experience the culture of where I am.

In the past couple of weeks, I have started riding the razorback transit to work. There is a stop right behind my office, near Chick-Fillet and Barnes and Noble - you can't beat that! I catch the 7am bus, so as not to be late. Needless to say, the occupants at that time are sparse, bleary eyed and not up for chatter. A few have skate boards clutched to their chests. Post morning run, I'm also feeling "the drag". I tend to turn up my IPOD and watch as the fields roll by....