As most of you know, I believe in public transportation and in Cincinnati and Northern Kentucky that basically means taking a bus. I seldom plan any of my trips, so I usually end up waiting around for buses to show up. This past Thursday, I had some running around to do and decided to actually put together a plan.
Living in Covington now, I did a Google search and went to Tank and planned out what buses I would take to get me where I needed to go. I wrote everything down on a piece of paper. Ready for an adventure? Here we go.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, I got on a #7 bus driving down Madison Avenue. I needed to go over to Cincinnati and do a few errands. While doing this, I ran into a lot of people I know which is fine most of the time, but I was on a timetable. I had to get to 4th and Main to catch a #5 bus back to Covington.
I ran into an old friend who wanted to talk about my Living Out Loud column in CityBeat. I told her what I’m telling you. I’ll write more about this right here on Sunday.
I made it to 4th and Main just in time. I would normally take a #7 back to Covington, but I wanted to stop at a liquor store on Pike Street and the #7 doesn’t go by there.
I got to the liquor store around four. I had ten minutes to buy my bottle of vodka and get across the street to catch a #1 to take me back to 8th and Madison. I even had enough time to smoke a cigarette.
It didn’t take long to get to 8th and Madison. I got off the bus and walked home.
A few hours later, I opened that bottle of vodka and while drinking, felt very proud of myself for taking the time to plan my trip out. There was no standing around and getting pissed off at myself for being so disorganized when it comes to bus travel. I don’t usually do it, but I gave myself a pat on the back.
(Photo from tri-ed.com)