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Adventures in public transportation

7 years ago
last modified: 7 years ago

I really love riding the bus in Nashville. The drivers are nice. There is always something for the customers to commiserate about with each other. But it's the nature of the beast. The city is growing in population faster than our transport (be it cars, trains, or buses) haven't caught up to our growing pains yet. And my son is forgetful. Yesterday, he rode with me so he could catch a bus to another city to visit his friend at University while they're still on break. He forget his wallet. He realized it the moment we got off the bus. He even chased the bus to try and catch it. Almost made it. Fast and furious phone calls to the bus company to have the driver get it, and all debit/credit cards to freeze them. Done. Got it back, in tact, INCLUDING CASH. I love our bus system. This morning must've had a new driver on the shift. Instead of staying on the main road, they went down roads made in the early 1900s, not made for wide buses. Which meant I didn't get picked up on the main road. I chased it down. Tried to suggest they back up a block into the large parking lot to turn around in order to avoid all the cars. Nope. Insisted on turning, not once, but to try and turn three times to get back. Made it to turn two and hit a fire hydrant. I got off since they still haven't picked up the rest of the bus, don't have it extricated, and will probably have to file a report. And now I'm an hour late for work (traffic still to be navigated, so add another 30 minutes) so far, but who says the second bus will be on time? Or the connecting bus will do well? There's time for some more adventure this morning.
P.S. second bus has no heat ;)

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