TriMet monthly passes go on sale on the 20th of the month, so I always buy the upcoming pass while the current pass is still working. This means I put the new pass in my wallet behind the current month pass, and then forget about ever removing the out-of-date passes.
Theoretically, this is $900 of TriMet transportation. But seeing as how each month is only valid for one month, and then becomes worth zero dollars, you are actually looking at a running total of $900, actual value: nada.
I think the first time I bought a monthly transit pass was for the T in Boston. It was probably 1997, and cost $35.00, or maybe $37.00?
Soon these types of passes will go the way of the dinosaur. TriMet is moving to a refillable card, something I’m not at all happy about.
Apparently the Hawthorne Wellness Center can’t share their bike parking. I find this weird and kind of offensive. As you can see, there isn’t a ton of demand, especially considering there are six bike staples in the next parking lot over.
I had a training in southeast Portland, so it was a bus day. On the way home I got to go across the new pedestrian/bike/bus/train-only (no cars) bridge. It’s a pretty bridge.
For nine years I’ve worked for an employer who provided me with a monthly Trimet pass. I have enjoyed this perk, because it means not only do I get myself to work for free, I can get around on weekends for free too. Since we moved to North Portland in 2007, I’ve been commuting more or less daily* on the Max train. My 30 minute door-to-door commute gave me ample time to read, to observe my fellow transit riders and to catch up on social media. I will miss this part of my workday. It’s been great to be a public transportation girl
*Sometimes I rode my bike. Once in a great while I walked.
Think about it. Every stop in the metro area has at least a piece of paper saying what routes service the stop and the stop ID number. Bigger stops have a full poster including bus schedules for all routes. Train stops and some transit centers have multiple posters with schedules. Who are the people who are always making sure these are up-to-date? Today, I caught a picture of one of them.
I was surprised to see this garish fabric peeking out from behind the purple pleather of the Max train Type 2 car. Was this the original fabric? Cursory Google Image searching did not turn up any evidence.
Looks like someone is heading to the water for some Memorial Day fun. Me? I was headed to a few cemeteries.
Work bag is in the back of the lineup, full of book and lunch and phone and camera. Folding bag in the front with old sheet and sewing box. Fancy bag on the right, holding all my pattern class stuff. President Obama is in town and I’m not confident that I can get home after work and then to my Pattern Manipulation Class. So I’m skipping the trip home and just heading over to the pattern class. But that means I have to carry a lot of stuff.
I’m still waiting for my Poetry Post to appear in front of my house. In the meantime, I enjoy other people’s posts. I particularly like the style of this one, and the nice bird perched on the edge. If you would like the full text of the poem, without glare, go here. This particular post is outside TaborSpace, which is my favorite multi-use space/Presbyterian Church in Portland.
On the way home, my heart sang at the sight of this overly spotty young man being dwarfed by this balloon, clicking through his Rubik’s cube. Just when I’m getting resentful of the time it takes to commute via bus, the universe presents me with something like this and I’m in love with the world again.