The Wheels On The Bus…
Two flakes does not a snowstorm make. This morning a scant few tiny snowflakes prevented one of the bus runs from even occurring. There wasn’t enough “snow” on my windshield to even obscure the view from inside my car, and with all the latent heat in the road any random flakes were instantly melted. It’s well above freezing and the roads are bare and wet. Meh. With one of the bus runs apparently canceled it’s a mad wrestling match to even get aboard, and there are no seats available. So once again I found myself trying to stay balanced as the bus hurtled through traffic on its way to Seattle. For the second time this week I find myself wondering if there isn’t a better way to get to work. The option of switching to the commuter rail line is beginning to sound interesting. Once the trains start running later this year I might investigate that as an option. Until then I’ll continue to ride the bus. And occasionally gripe about it.