Post-surgery/two weeks ago when I still wasn’t allowed to walk around or go into work, I was stir crazy. There were only so many hours a day I could watch Netflix or lay in my bed and read. I was allowed to sit up but couldn’t stand long, so I decided to check another one of my 25 Before 25‘s off my list… #15: Pack a lunch, bring a book and my camera, and ride the buses around the city.
I’ll start by saying, it was weird at first. It wasn’t a popular time to be on the buses, so there were many minutes spent where I was the only passenger (aaaaaawkward). The bus driver was probably sketched out.
But then we passed a high school, and a middle school, and the university, and the bus filled up and the scientist in me starting making observations: middle schoolers smell funny, high school boys still pack the back of the bus, there’s always that one lone ranger chick rockin’ her ink decorated Converses while spacing out to the buds in her ears, high school girls dress like they’re in college, college girls dress like they just got out of bed, middle and high school guys totally don’t care, and not nearly enough people thank the driver as they get off the bus.
I enjoyed reading and quietly observing my surroundings for most of the afternoon, but I did snap a few pictures. My fav is of this kid named Luke, who noticed me snapping away and started to pose for me. I enjoyed the kid’s enthusiasm. He wanted to see my photos, so he moved over and we (and by we, I mean he) got to chatting. Apparently he rides that bus every week, loves venturing across town on his own, and really enjoys meeting strangers. Good kid, that Luke fellow was.