On TriMet: bus-riding is "active transportation" too
As we prepared for the start of Walk & Bike Challenge Month, I looked at the weather. Rain is not a stranger to us. As it started to pour on cue on Monday morning at 8am, I was glad that riding the bus is considered active transportation too. Recently, I went back to my oldest daughter's baby book (at almost 10 years old, she's hardly a baby anymore!), where I wrote of fond moments of the two of us riding the bus:
[August 13, 2006] .... some of our greatest moments are our afternoons on transit heading back home. When I pick you up from aftercare, you say, "Are we taking the #19 [Glisan] or #20 [Burnside] today, mama?" Either bus line is up a *steep* hill from your school, and I drag you up the hill running, and you pant "I. can't. do. it. mama..." Most times, we make our bus and we settle into our seats (your favorite spot is the row on the mezzanine level toward the back) where we eat snacks [admittedly not allowed on buses], talk, knit or write notes. I really cherish this time with you. It's our quality time together. We both slept yesterday on the bus, leaning on one another's shoulders. It was so restful, so delicious, to sleep cozily on the warm bus. When I woke you up, you were only discombobulated for a few moments. You quickly acclimated to being awake, and we skipped down the street to your sister's school, where you told everyone, "I fell asleep on the bus. It felt like I was sleeping for a whole hour!"
I thought I would share the excerpt. I have such fond, fond moments, intimate moments even, from riding the bus with the kids.