Transportation

I've always been a fan of public transportation. It gives you a chance to wonder about life and explore the deepest depths of the imagination. Public Transportation means never having to check your blindspot and always having to carry a book around. Public transportation means never having to scrape the ice off your car, but equals waiting out in the cold. It means being subject to its puzzle of timing, always having an extra dollar in your pocket andcoming in close contact with fellow humans. Taking the bus is a cathartic journey, and headphones provide the soundtrack, making the journey all the more astounding.

For a few brief seconds I thought I was going to die today, facing fate on bus number 2.
The driver sped fervently ahead in the direction of a string of idle hyundais and daewoos.
Luckily I noticed the mistake I was making at the same time the driver threw on the airbrakes.
And with a whooooooosh and a giant left turn, we narrowly avoided death and I quickly went back to focusing on listening to music and looking out the window, giving up on keeping track of my living or not status.

It is important to not pay too close attention to the driving on the bus, it is best to amuse yourself somehow. All too often, when I find myself watching where the bus is going I am positive that we are going to come in contact with those pedestrians, that building, that string of cars...

Inevitable as it were, I have developed a mild sense of competency when buses are concerned. Trial and error was helpful here. I know how to get home and am friendly with the 2, 700-2 and 720, and 720-1 families of buses, although am aware that 720-2 and 3 will take me to a far away land.

The subway is fairly easy to use, as it is similar to the Toronto system except that it is a big tangled pile of spaghetti and I am the meatball.