Sounds of IndyGo

I thought one of the windows was open slightly causing a humming, whistling sound. Then I realized it was the guy sitting behind me. He hummed from 54th Street to 38th Street. It was really bizarre.

Then one of the high school student’s cell phone rang. His ring tone was “Candy Girl” by the Jackson 5. That made me smile.

Super Mario Brothers IndyGo

While waiting for the bus, I watched a man walk west on the sidewalk while fighting trash cans, trees, bushes and anything else along the route. I don’t know if he was hallucinating, or if he really felt compelled to fake punch everything around him.

I was thankful I was on the north side of the street and he was on the south side. I didn’t think he would fight me, but one never knows. He reminded me of an early ‘90s Super Mario Brothers. He walked in a somewhat straight line, but jumped, kicked and punched the air, all while moving westward. He was like Mario punching little boxes for coins, jumping on mushrooms and leaping over bad guys.

He didn’t board my IndyGo bus.

Break from the Bus, Get Up Here

On my break from the bus last week, I took many alternate forms of transportation. In Chicago, I rode the Elevated Train, known as the “el.” One of my fellow passengers, yelled out the window, yelled at other passengers and yelled at Cubs fans for about five stops. He didn’t make any sense. We tried not to laugh at him, more laugh with him.

Then he realized his stop was approaching. He jumped out of the seat with excitement, hunched over, yelled, “Get up here!” reached around to the back of his pants, grabbed his BVDs and his belt and dramatically hoisted them up wedgie-style.

Cheers to the CTA bus tracking system. Jeers to the crazy el rider.