All tales from Route 67
A true romantic?
So the details on this story are a bit fuzzy since I didn’t discover bus tales till today, but a while back on my bus ride home from downtown, an older gentleman in a wheelchair boarded the bus. Almost immediately he struck up a conversation with a college-aged girl and soon he was saying […]
Fire in the sky
I was going to work when an old guy got on and flopped down in a seat, drunk. He noticed me as I glanced at him and came to sit next to me on the nearly-empty bus. To himself he said, “I’m so scared!” so I asked him what he was scared of. […]
I want some Play Dough
I was on my usual daily commute on the bus, and my freindly bus driver always called out the names of the streets. One of the streets in our area is Plato street. As he called “plato” a little girl riding with her grandmother whines- I want some Play Dough. Everyone on […]
