so here is the truth: i like commuting in the cold. i don’t know why, but there is something so urban about taking public transportation in the cold weather. wearing a scarf, standing at a bus stop, staring at the other riders as you walk past them in the train station exchanging that look of ‘knowing’ that you are doing something most people scoff at, there is just something so intrinsically city about that.
of course remembering the marta cold rules is critical to surviving the winter. the number 9 was absolutely scorching hot when i boarded it. speaking of the number 9, i have riders in my complex now. two brothers who are taking marta to school somewhere. i certainly intend to investigate further to see if i can get the scoop. the 140 i am on right now is also jacked up hot. the t.e.a.c.h. kids didn’t get their own bus so we have both a super crowded vehicle and the driver has jacked the heat up. always pays to remember the marta cold rules.
plus, i will take it any day over sweating in a muggy five points station in the middle of august. NOTHING is worse than that.
Tags: #140, #9, atlanta, marta
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