galumph galumph galumph...
Mar. 24th, 2007 07:37 pmAnyone who saw me in Harvard Square this evening probably thinks I'm out of my mind. I was trying to get home on the 66 bus, and of course the first challenge in that is to actually catch a 66 bus...
I was coming in from Arlington on the 77, and didn't see a 66 anywhere around its first stop when we passed it. So I got off the 77 in the main station, came up from underground, crossed the street and headed for the island where the 66 starts from. Lo and behold, there was a bus there, and I started running, and of course the bus left while I was still half a block from it. I promptly turned around and ran after it, and caught it at the second stop thanks to the long light in the middle of the Square and the fact that half of the population of Cambridge got on at the second stop.
This does not change the fact that I hate running. The rest of the day has been good, though.
I was coming in from Arlington on the 77, and didn't see a 66 anywhere around its first stop when we passed it. So I got off the 77 in the main station, came up from underground, crossed the street and headed for the island where the 66 starts from. Lo and behold, there was a bus there, and I started running, and of course the bus left while I was still half a block from it. I promptly turned around and ran after it, and caught it at the second stop thanks to the long light in the middle of the Square and the fact that half of the population of Cambridge got on at the second stop.
This does not change the fact that I hate running. The rest of the day has been good, though.