Our Pastor's account of his recent
inaugural MUNI ride in San Francisco reminded me of how much I enjoy taking public transit -- in
Chicago,
San Francisco,
France,...anywhere, really. Great for people-watching and rubbing shoulders (literally, at times) with an interesting cross-section of society. Here are snapshots from this morning's train ride, a reprise of my
earlier musings on BART:
Eastbound (morning commute)
The New Yorker . People . San Francisco Chronicle
Until.org poster . "Until A Cure Foundation" for HIV/AIDS awareness
Smart phone . laptop . iPad . those distinctive white earbuds
Kenneth Cole . Anne Klein . Aerosoles . Rockport
Briefcases . rolling laptop bags . backpacks slung over suited shoulders
"We'll be holding here momentarily due to police activity at Civic Center."
Hoop earrings . pink scarf . unusually big hands...for a woman
Westbound (3 hours later)
Sing Tao Daily . La Raza . San Francisco Bay Guardian
Discman . 2nd generation iPod . those distinctive white earbuds
Unlaced suede boots . Chucks . flip flops revealing french manicure and toe rings
Timbuk2 messenger bag . Billabong pack
Hoodies . Raiders sweats . Giants raincoat
Fedora . beanie . menacing barbell in the lobe
Never a dull moment.