When I arrived, four people were waiting at the bus stop for the 6:45 a.m. bus south. Folks who never take the bus have a perception that “bums and weirdos” — their words, not mine—favor bus transportation, but an actual bus ride does not bear this out. One notices that regular bus riders have backpacks or large bags. Nobody tried to run me over this morning, so I was much calmer when I reached the bus stop. As we proceed, I see the same people I saw on the bus Monday — the regular bus commuters who have figured out how to make it work for them.