Haiku Friday: Transit!

Do to an especially unusual week, I ended up taking the bus home from work on Wednesday. Minneapolis has a great public transit system (I also took the train in from the airport to work earlier that day), and it was a pleasure to have a bus route that goes almost directly from work to home.

Still, I was a terrible bus rider-- incompetent in a way I haven't been since my ill-fated afternoon in Grand Marais a few years ago. I knew the fare was $2.25, and I had exact change ready to go-- two dollar bills and a quarter. I got on the bus and jammed the money into the slot on top of the fare box.

Sadly, that slot was only for coins. The driver had to fish the bills out and then showed me the clearly labeled slot for the dollar bills. Oops.

Then, it quickly became clear that I was on the wrong bus, as it headed off in the wrong direction.

So, let's haiku about transportation this week-- by whatever means. Your favorite car, a plane trip, bus ride, whatever. Your prize will be your bio here on Monday.

Here is mine:

IPLawGuy's car,
My bus in college, but it
Had no certain route.

Now it is your turn-- just make it three short lines, and we'll all be happy.