Adventure by Bus

Yesterday I road the city bus for nearly three hours. Riding the city bus is quite the adventure for a small town girl like me who's used to the safety of her own vehicle with locks on the doors. I was giving bus training to my clients who were starting their job. The bus ride from St. Paul to North Minneapolis is no picnic. Trying to teach something (like bus riding) that I'm no expert at is also interesting, and trying to teach a couple guys with VERY limited English on top of that makes for a super day. Things went pretty smoothly and I got them to their job. Then had to take the bus back ALONE. I had to wait for the bus for much too long in the worst part of town. It wasn't coming so I just hopped on the next bus that came knowing that I'd eventually find my way back home. Had to wait for a transfer by the Gay 90s club. Road the bus back to work where I got off a couple blocks a bit too early so I had to walk it. There was a middle aged white man in a big redneck truck honking at me, waving me down asking if I wanted a ride. He rounded the block to cut me off as I tried to cross the street to ask me again if I wanted a ride. He followed me all over. It was so creepy.
So I guess that concludes my bus adventure.
It was a good experience for me though. Helps me to empathize with my clients as to what they go through daily, dealing with creepy people and long bus rides. And it helps me to appreciate a car SO much more! If you ever begin to take your blessings for granted try living without them for a day, or a couple hours at least.