KC Metro's changing its guidelines
I’m a member of a task force convened to evaluate and update the social equity and geographic value components of Metro’s service guidelines. There are precious few "regular" bus riders on this task force, and I think we need some in the audience. If you happen to have three hours free in the middle of a weekday, here’s the schedule of meetings. (The next one's on May 21st.)
Seattle's transportation future
This spring, SDOT is sponsoring a speaker series to explore what we Seattle can learn from other cities' transportation successes. The speaker list includes Gil Penalosa and Janette Sadik-Khan. (!)
- On busing and birthday parties (or, My brief encounter with a bus goddess)
- My kind of bus driver appreciation
- A driver holiday by any other name…
- Hear my bus a comin’
- An anniversary, a heavy baby, and an(other) angry rant
- How to pass the time at a bus stop, part VIII
- Moving beyond the margins
- Transcendental transportation
- Rider for life
- When “growing up” = getting behind the wheel
In the Bus Bag
An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States, by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz
Tag Archives: bus stops
Some pre-holiday silliness:
Check out this photo for context, and have at it.
And finally, after a mere year and a half of wallowing in litter, southbound 48 passengers waiting at 23rd & Union once again have a place to put their trash.
I guess they didn’t need to use the airport icon on this one, since the airport is across the street. I’m wondering, though: Is there an icon for trife (or at least some sort of warning icon) to put next to the 174?
Sorry for the lack of posts of late. Bus Nerd and I spent the early part of this week in Selma, Alabama, visiting some of his relatives. On the long journey to Selma, we stopped in Montgomery, a city made famous by one very historic bus ride. (Yes, I will take any opportunity to mention my shero.)
While I’m on the subject…
My new favorite bus stop:
Metro is testing prototypes of a new bus-sign design. They’re on display in front of King Street Center for about another week. (After that they’ll be at Third & Union, at the Benaroya stop.) I went to check them out yesterday.
Here’s the prototype for a sign at a major stop:
And here’s the prototype for the smaller stops:
Note that the numbers are bigger and now read …
For better: The 48, where everybody knows your name
On Friday, Chicklet and I traveled to the Eastside (48 + 545) to meet Bus Nerd for lunch. My parental leave is quickly dwindling, and we’re trying to get in all the family bonding time we can. I digress.
The 48 ride was one of those cool trips where it feels like you know everyone on the bus. We ran into my friend Paulette, whom I met several years ago (through Bus Nerd) on the 3. Actually, I originally met Paulette many years earlier, when I was still a child, …
This is what happens when they put “lean bars” in shelters.
Here’s a closer view:
By the time the 48 was 15 minutes late, I was wishing for a TV (or something) to sit on, too.
Recently, Metro removed the trash can from Good Shepherd’s adopted stop without even attempting to contact the church’s members. (I found out when I showed up for garbage duty a few weeks ago.) Now, I know why. Sometime between my attempted garbage duty and today, a shelter was added to that stop. Bus stops with shelters can’t be adopted (and, apparently, can be “un-adopted” retroactively) because they have large, free-standing trash cans that are emptied by Metro. The addition of the shelter is, of …
In the process of excavating my inbox (which I ignored for most of the month of January), I found a gem: a series of photographs of Soviet-era roadside bus stops–in Russia, I think–sent to me about three weeks ago by Sound Transit Andrew.
While many of us are aware of the elaborate splendor of the Moscow underground, it is easy to overlook the phenomenon of the common roadside bus stop as an example of soviet art and design letting loose …
Yesterday, April from Northgate e-mailed to tell me about a new development at her stop at 15th & Northgate Way.
Over the weekend, someone placed what looks like a handmade wooden bench [there]. I take the 73 or 373 to the UW almost every day–but this morning was the first morning I could sit while I waited.
She also sent a picture of the bench:
I love it when people surprise me with evidence of creativity and kindness (and resourcefulness, and generosity…). Thanks, April! As …