Public Transit

Our car is kapootz. We are in the process of deciding how much we can afford to spend on another car (not much) and what kind of car we want to purchase. I hate it.

Meanwhile, Erik and I are using public transit. Erik rode the bus on his own on Thursday for the first time in his life. I was leaving to work on a group project and Erik was going to meet me at the mall later that evening because we had worship practice (I only observe at these things). I gave him all of his instructions.... It was simple really. Only one bus comes near our house. It comes about every 15 minutes. And it comes right at the end of our road. Easy as pie.

I have never seen Erik so nervous!

He kept asking me questions to ensure that he wouldn't make a mistake.
E - "How will I know I have to get off?"
A- " The bus stops right at the mall."
E - "How do I know when the bus will come?"
A - "The bus will be here at 3:52 and if you miss that one the next one will be here at 4:07."
E - "How much do does it cost?"
A -"It costs $2. I gave you $4 so we can go to the mall and then get to practice later (we had some shopping to do at Fabricland)."

The questions continued and I laughed as Erik sat in complete discomfort.

I was late getting to the mall because the bus in Glenmore is not as reliable as our good ol' number 8. Erik was waiting for me at chapters practically beaming from ear to ear because he made it to the mall all on his own. What a big boy.