All tales from Route 260
Twenties, tens, and fives
Right before my stop we were sitting at a red light. There was a homeless person on the corner [as is usually the case in minneapolis], whom she waved over. With a smile, she handed him a free transfer and we went on our way. I thought it was a very nice gesture. When we […]
Pregnant and nauseous
Six years ago, I was on the 260 to Rosedale when this unfortunate event occurred. I was 10 weeks pregnant with my first and the nausea was overwhelming. I would throw-up every day precisely when I walked into my house after work. On this particular day, it hit just as we were […]
