AC transit- 51 by Jason Mull

AC transit- 51 by Jason Mull - The 51: The

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“The 51: The Railroad-Tree-Lined-Street-Draw-Bridge-Express” Public transportation can really take you to the ends of the earth and back again. The end of the world; like those cliffs of ocean depicted in old paintings of flattened globes, with great water falls flowing right into the chasm of outer-space, and big ships with tall masts, tipping and teetering over. Except here, the end of the world is at those old, forgotten streets lined with muffler shops, smog inspectors, automobile upholstery, car dealerships, power plants, scary dogs, chain-linked fences, crab grass, abandoned houses, dry cleaners, junk yards, bail bond agents, and Burger Kings. The 51, in particular, is a real journey. From the bourgeois of Rockridge, to downtown Oakland, railroad stations, coffee shops, draw-bridges, and Synagogues. Anything and everything, really. Nothing beats public transit, really. It’s a lonely thing to be crammed up inside a car chugging down the super-highway all by your lonesome. Here, you’re surrounded by people and characters. All chatting and sometimes singing and shuffling and swaying with the rhythm of the bus. You’re all a team, sort of. A hodge-podge of strangers flung together by circumstance. When first setting off on the 51, I intercepted a dialogue between the female bus driver and a presumably homeless man up at the front of the bus, and it went like so: -I love you, ya’ know. -Sir, would you like to keep going or- - I love, love-love, lo-ove yo- -Excuse me, sir, I’ve got to keep goi- -Love, love, love; can’t you hear me? That shit makes the world go round. -Sir, you need to sit down or leave the bus, I can’t wai- -Love! That’s what I’m made of! And with that, he gave a hearty wave to the rest of us in the bus, and I waved back. He then blew a great, big kiss and made his exit. I half expected him to take a bow, but he didn’t.
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( Picture for Stop 1) Our point of departure is the Berkeley Amtrak Station, the source of those great, wild train horns which yelp and echo through the entire city at twilight time. They wur past on metal
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This note was uploaded on 02/21/2010 for the course FREN 2031 taught by Professor Davis,miles during the Spring '10 term at USC.

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