This is exactly what it looks like in downtown Minneapolis when Chuck leaves work and heads for the bus. He's taken public transit now for over 2 years. It costs much less, is better for the environment and gives him a chance to unwind and read instead of fight traffic on his daily commute. It is a little inconvenient at times, but the pros definitely out-weigh the cons. Except for when it doesn't.
Let's say, hypothetically, you're standing in line, waiting for the bus with your nose in your book. And also let's say, you never even glance at the number on the bus, you just walk in, following the people in front of you never once looking up from your book. And let's continue saying that you continue reading the entire time the bus driver is driving who-knows-where and are clueless to said fact. And let's conclude our hypothetical scenario by realizing that you are no-where near home and have actually been brought, unbeknownst to you, to a completely different city. That would suck.
Here is the text conversation Chuck and I shared yesterday about this exact same topic. What a coincidence:
