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You know what I absolutely do not miss? Taking the bus in winter.

I remember back in the day, when cold was -20 degrees, before windchill, huddling in a too-thin winter jacket, no gloves, no scarf, no hat. My jacket's collar would be flipped up, with my chin scurrying as close as possible to my collar bone, trying to retain what little heat I had from shivering.

I can still imagine freezing in the bus shelter, all alone, waiting for the last bus. The draft howling from below the shelter legs and its too wide opening would deafen my earsdrums and chill the lobes. My eyes would lock onto every bright set of lights coming my way, praying that it would be the bus that never seemed to come fast enough.

Of course, you'd look for the brightest lights, since they were most likely the bus. I'd inwardly curse at the smaller lights, which invariably would be cars. Ever so often, I would be fooled by a Mac truck or a really big 4x4. Blast it!

The worst is when the bus comes, but it's either out of service or the wrong one. That stank the most. Nothing makes you feel colder than when you see a bus go swooshing by. Actually, it's worse when you just miss the bus. That sucks even more, now that I think about it. Ugh.

I've silently vowed to myself that once I was able to get a car, I'd no longer allow anyone I knew without one to walk to the bus stop ever again. I've kept up my vow. Even if it's out of the way, I don't really mind. I thank my lucky stars each time I drive by a bus shelter full of people.

....gets me cold just thinking about it. posted by losir at 4:47 PM