But the thing that excites me most about taking public transit is watching the people who come in at every stop. It is exciting to recognize the middle schooler with the headphones, the young mother with the infant in a stroller, and the construction workers with their hard hats tucked under their arms. They are my neighbors. On public transportation, I am reminded that they are the people I am called to love.
Public trans is free in my city, so we tend to get people I’d rather not have to be around if I could help it. I’m glad they have the option though.
That sounds classist as all fucking get out.