Last night was truly a bus hoppers adventure. We started off the night by jumping on the lovely 51 that never fails to surprise us. After a brief ride down to Shattuck we waited almost too long for the 18. But oh it was worth it.
Somehow sitting backwards on the 18 proved to be quite disorienting and there was not even any alcohol involved.
However, there was a man in a wheelchair who was pretty chatty. When it was his stop he said "Open Sesame!" as the bus driver opened the doors. There was also a very angsty Berkeley-High kid who looked like he stepped out of "My So-Called Life"...he was probably angry that he was missing out on Comic-Con this year.
After our 51 and 18 adventures we put in some good times with 75-year-olds...wow, they can sure party.
Coming home was a different sort of adventure. The 18 wasn't living up to its expectations, so we took a big chance and took the 79.
If the 79 was an animal, it would be a small dog...so compact.
We had the whole bus to ourselves which was so nice as we were able to admire the graffiti art on the seats. And sure enough the 79 didn't fail as we ended up where we began.
Oh AC Transit, we love you.
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