Ah, my beloved #135 bus. I love that you pick up right in front of my condo, it makes my life so easy. You are also so much closer than hiking to the red line @ 7am, so that's a bonus too.
In the morning, if I can get on the 7:30 AM bus, it's only 25-30 minutes down to my stop at Columbus/Wacker. This is great. I always get a seat, listen to my morning jams (Mariah, Janet, Heart, etc...) and watch the sun rise, the skyline wake up, and the hotties run through Lincoln Park and down LSD.
The ride home is another story. If I make the 5 PM bus, I will not be home till near 6. In particular, the very nice black woman who drives the 5 PM bus is NOT the best driver. She LOVES the brake pad. You know that driver who rides the brake so you lurch forward every chance possible? That's her. It's to the point where I have actually felt nauseous and ready to blow chunks. These are the moments I wish I had walked to the red line to go home, but I never do, the walk is too treaturous once arriving at Sheridan stop.
The timing is reliable, the brake pads are reliable, and most imporantly, the very sick and white flushed faces are always there as a sign that the work day has finally ended. read more