This bus swivels in the middle. You’d never believe it, a giant diamond deck steel circle in the floor halfway down the aisle allows the ass end of this fifty foot bus to swing around tight corners. Accordian walls five feet long overcome the conundrum of inflexible metal at the joint. A metric shit-ton of us ride home in the dark down Geary Corridor lit up with Vietnamese neon and Discount Mattress. I’m in a city now, I can’t read everything. I’ll never know for sure what is happening in this place. I let another fart rip and the rumble of the bus keeps me anonymous. That has its ups and downs.
when you really start to look at the people around you on the bus…some seriously depressed thoughts can come crashing in. on the other hand, you can also sometimes be uplifted by your lot in life being prolly just that much better than the guy sitting next to you…at least in your mind.
Comment by molly — June 16, 2008 @ 9:09 am
take the bus that goes out to General Hospital on Potrero if you really want to feel good…but wear gloves
Comment by Rolston — June 16, 2008 @ 9:34 am
They call them “bendy buses” in London.
Comment by Tuna — June 17, 2008 @ 10:48 am
what rally?
Comment by Rolston — June 19, 2008 @ 6:26 pm