Most of the time I find riding and waiting for busses reduces my quality of life in a big way. But there are also times when I have these little mini adventures that are related to public transit.
Last night, a drunk Native American male, not agressive, said hello to me at the stop. He said he is Blackfoot and from Canada. He has multiple cans of beer in his backpack, just arrived in Mountain Town last night........but it gets more interesting. He told me he is on his way to the bar across the street one last time-and then he is walking over to rehab! WITH the booze in his backpack!