Sep 02, 2009 13:26
I’m a big fan of appropriate transportation. I guess it started in Vancouver where the combination of traffic, sketchy left-hand turns, lack of parking, and involved graduated drivers license procedures combined with frequent busses, urban density and bike/pedestrian paths made it easy for me to put off getting a drivers license. In Eugene, the bus system wasn’t much to speak of, but that town is a bikers paradise. The biking is so easy, safe and convenient, a huge percentage of Eugene’s population use bikes as their primary source of transportation. I loved seeing whole families on bikes, or whole families on one bike! It wasn’t uncommon to see a tandem bike with a pedal trailer so the older kid could add some human power, and behind that a trailer for the little one(s) and groceries. Even pizza and packages came delivered on specialized courier bikes in Eugene. Ah Eugene, how I love you…
Here in Joshua Tree, we are not urban, we are rural. There is one bus route that serves our area. It goes east/west along the main hwy from Yucca Valley to 29 Palms. It goes once an hour for most of the day, except during the evening rush hour, when it doesn’t run at all. Seriously. The bus (route 1) stops at walmart, the courthouse, the hospital, the college, and the marine base. All you could ever need, right?
I love the bus. Really, I do. I get up early, ride my bike down to the highway along beautiful desert vistas, then listen to my music and stare out the window while the bus-driver concerns himself on getting me safely to school. In the evening after a long day that ends with algebra, I appreciate not being the one trying to see through a dirty windshield with the setting sun shining directly into my eyes.
Something that I love about Vancouver (and New York, DC, Berlin, London & Paris when I visited) is that you see all kinds of people on the bus/subway/whatever. Rich people, poor people, business people, students, old people, kids, people going to work, and people who’d been drinking all night. You hear people speaking in all languages, and everybody is just going about their life, getting where they need to go. Together. I love that.
Here on route 1 though, there’s pretty much one kind of person… "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses... The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me [and I’ll drive them to the court house for their child support hearing]”
I get sad. Today when the bus stopped at the hospital, a young mom and her newborn baby got on. She must have just had the baby and there was nobody who could drive her and her new child home from the hospital. Sometimes people who look pretty old or sick will get on the bus by themselves, still wearing their hospital bracelet. I know that kind of thing happens everywhere, but it makes me sad anyway.
My community college has had a 60% increase of enrollment this term, and our little route 1 bus has been over capacity hurtling along the highway every morning. Everyone says ‘they’ need to add some busses, and it really is ridiculous that there is no bus during rush hour, when people need it most. but to be honest, I’m not very hopeful. Not until some people with money start complaining.
Reading that last paragraph, I don’t like how it sounds. I feel like I should take this on rather than complaining. So the question is, what can I do to make the Morongo Basin transit system better?
Wouldn’t it be great if people here used the bus because it was easy, convenient and saved them money? Wouldn’t it be great if the bus ran every 15 minutes and connected to routes up to the park and along the main north/south streets? Wouldn’t it be great if people did their grocery shopping and commuted to work on the bus? That would be great! I should call my good friend the governater. I bet he could help. Maybe if I speak German he will be so charmed he has no choice but to secure the funds for a hugely expanded bus system. Then they’ll add a high-speed rail that goes straight from my house to the college in 3 minutes. Yes!
the bus,
school,
biking