Here is another glimpse into the world of bus riding in Portland, Oregon, from May 2017:
May 25 – Accents from different parts of the country are interesting, especially from the South.
May 26 – An older black gentleman with gray beard and plaid shirt is on the bus, and moves his bag so I can sit and we exchange pleasantries. Then a younger light skinned gal of black heritage sits down (it’s that weird seat again where ya have to twirl around the pole to sit down) and he tells her, “Move around ’cause you’re in the aisle!” I join in with a bit ‘o advice and she gets situated. Older man asks her,” how old are you?” “14” “14?!” He exclaims, “I’m 80, and I don’t even remember what I was like at 14!” We all had a chuckle (-:
May 30 – Today there’s a young Asian man reading a Japanese book. How do I know what he is reading, you may ask? I studied the language back on college and recognize it. There are three alphabets within this one language, Kanji, hiragana and katakana. Kanji is visually like Chinese block letters, and while the meaning may be similar to Chinese, the words sound different in Japanese, hiragana is for Japanese’s basic phonetic language and katakana is for foreign words added to the Japanese language 🙂
May 31 – The ride started out quietly. For last 30 blocks, a gal has been complaining to her friend. Now entering the bus, is a woman with one child singing, “A lola, a lola, a lola lola alla alla yala!” And the other child screaming at top of his lungs. Once 2nd child on mom’s lap, screaming stopped. But first child, Daniel by name, we find out when mom says, “Daniel! Stop!” keeps the sing song going. It’s gotta be hard to take ones little ones on the bus!