Thursday, July 21, 2011
adventures in transit
We do have a car which we use on the weekends but during the week we are largely car free. This is from a mixture of choice and circumstance (it's easier and cheaper for Chris to bus to work, also I don't have a drivers license so not much of a choice there.) My kids bus around the neighborhood almost every day. Some days it's hard- they're loud or they want to sit down in the middle of the aisle or they fight the whole time. But lots of times I'm really thankful for it. The bus has taught us about every kind of person there is. We've had great conversations about wheelchairs and headscarves and different languages and we've met lots of kindly grandmothers and other kids. My kids stand up on the seat to pull the bell for their stop, they know the names of different routes and where they go. Brixton can even recognize the number 8, which I'm convinced is a tribute to his most frequent ride. All the things the bus has taught us.