Monday, October 31, 2011
UTA Bus ride
The only negative experience I had was that I had a hard time figuring out the schedule and ended up waiting for more than ten minutes outside in the cold. That was probably the only real negative thing and I wouldn't mind riding the bus once it starts snowing so that I don't have to walk in the crazy cold.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Rut #7-Rob Witt
I love the experience public transportation brings, especially in large cities like DC, Philadelphia, and New York. I am rather confident when it comes to riding the Metro through DC, and getting around SEPTA in Philly but ask me about UTA and I am clueless. Thank goodness for the internet.
I live on 700 East where a bus stop is literally at the end of my driveway. However with the never-ending construction that has been going on, the route has been detoured to who knows where. So I decided to catch the next closest bus route. I caught the 832 by the WILK. I chose this route for two reasons: first, a friend recommended I take this bus because she rides it every day for work. And second, route 832 goes past University Mall. On Friday I had to pick up my runner’s packet for the Halloween Half Marathon so I figured I would make the most of this public transportation journey and travel to a place I needed to get too.
A few things I learned was my cousin Brook rides the bus! I ran into her while I was getting on the bus, she was on her way to Wyview where the majority of bus riders got off. The bus was unexpectedly full for a Friday evening, particularly with females. I thought that was interesting but there were much more females then males in that particular bus.
I was surprised at how people amused themselves while riding the bus, I honestly thought more people would entertain themselves by talking/texting/browsing on their phone but only a few were distracted with their phones. A good number of people were engaged in conversations with other bus cruisers, and one group was even singing some tunes…
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Rut #7--Laura Coalwell
Rut #7: Emily Jacobsen: Bus Ride!
#7 Public Transportation--Marie Lewis
I hate public transportation. Why? I have twelve years of reasons why. As a very young person, i spent seven and a half hours each week in a hot, sticky, yellow buss with 48 other, equally unfortunate, children. I'd like to say that this all changed when I finally reached that blessed age of sixteen. But I was NOT that fortunate. I had no car. And I lived a good twenty miles away from the school. At first it wasn't so bad. At first I was eight. But when you are eighteen and still riding a school bus, you resent it. Not just because you can't seem to turn your music up loud enough to avoid the swearing. And not just because you can't shut your eyes tight enough to forget what you saw going on in the back of the bus. But because you are eighteen. And you are STILL riding a school bus.
So when we received the assignment to get on a bus, I fumed.
I hate public transportation. A lot.
Saturday morning we met up and walked to the bus stop. We waited a few minutes until the bus showed up. Then, as it came to a halt in front of us, we walked up, stepped in, and dropped our tokens in the token-taking contraption. We sat down and talked and watched as others made their way down the aisle toward empty seats.
There were some pretty scary people.
What I learned:
1. I like bus tokens.
2. I hate buses. I will probably never like them.
3. Big Lots and Sonic remind me of home.
4. The scariest people in Provo frequent bus stops.
5. The pull cords are fun.
that is all,
Marie
Rut 7: My Bus Driver Had a Gold Badge, How About Yours? -Elise Meservy
I went onto the bus wanting to do something crazy. Hence the guitar, which I turned out to not be a cool as I would have wanted it to be (but if you are interested in legit music/bus/iphone skills check out the Atomic Toms).
So after that failed attempt at the guitar, I decided to just be plain creepy and nosy. It started with me creepily leaning over the shoulder of the guy in front of me and ended with me getting a personalized note from the bus driver.
I decided to make friends with the bus driver while we were waiting for it to go. This is because on the way to the mall I did not have adequate change and that bus driver just let me on but seemed pretty upset with me. I was not going to le the same happen with this new bus driver.
As we waited for the precise time for the bus to leave, the driver stood eating an apple and reading his book. So, I did what I had to and I yelled across the bus to him and asked him what he was reading. Best question I could have asked.
Seriously. He was dying to share that book with somewhat. Not only did he explain it, but he read the back of the book to me, and during the middle of our ride back to campus he called me up on his intercom to come get a piece a paper he had written the book title on! I almost stumbled getting the paper from him.
So if anyone is interested, my bus driver (who has a gold badge, a number 500 out of 6,000s (which means he has been around for awhile), and has been driving this exact route for 3 years but other routes much longer than that) recommends reading:
David Gemmell's Hero in the Shadows

I guess I am going to have to read this book, seeing as I told the bus driver I would.
Best $5 I ever spent. I want to go again! I made friends with Yu-Gi-Oh game -playing geeks, a girl who ended up knowing my little brother, and the most fascinating bus driver ever.
I noticed that a lot of people feel awkward on the bus and are too nervous to go out of their way and make friends, but that when someone approaches them in a friendly manner, they usually are excited for the human interaction and even pull out their headphones. ;)
RUT: Bus-tastic-Summer Holm
This morning I rode the bus. I decided that I wanted to take the shortest ride so I just hoped on and rode it to for two stops. Then when we arrived I pulled my roller blades on and…just kidding. I walked home. The bus ride was not a new thing for me. I once did a ski trip and in highschool up here and we rode the bus everywhere! It was at that young age that I realized the beauty of the bus system…and the beauty of the people who rode. The bus was fairly quiet, with only two other people on the bus. Overall it was a successful trip and it was nice to take a little trip around south provo. Standing out in the cold this morning, however made me realize how lucky I was to not have to depend on the bus during the tragic utah winters! My camera is still on the fritz so i apologize for the lack of pictorial content...