Talking On The Bus

I've posed comments here before of how much I love the bus ride to Washington, DC from Manhattan.  Well, more accurately, to Arlington, Virginia.  I come down at least once a month to spend weekends with my husband, while he has been working at the Pentagon (and, yes, lots to talk about there...a million stories.  At least).

I did the air shuttle thing many times at first, thinking it was faster, though expensive.  Yes it was expensive but no, it wasn't faster.  In fact after twice being stranded at Washington National airport for hours because of cancelled or delayed flights, I moved to Amtrak trains.  But that wasn't a big improvement.  The train goes to Washington, not Arlington, and it takes nearly an hour for me to get from the DC train station to my husband's apartment in Arlington.  And then--twice--I managed to get myself on trains that got delayed, seriously due to mechanical problems in one case, weather in the other

And then a friend told me about the Vamoose bus, which goes straight from Penn Station in New York to Arlington, just minutes away from my destination there.  But the bus, I said, voice loaded with derision?  You are suggesting I take the BUS?  Well, I tried it.  And loved it.  And I'm hooked. It's a bit about the comfortable seats, and the free wifi and the smoothness of the ride, and the dependability of the service.  And it's also about the occasional conversations with seat mates that turn out to be worth the ride by themselves.

 

I've met some marvelous people, among whom is the Yale professor who teaches gay rights.  Amazing guy.  And Monique Leahy, the attorney who runs a firm of lawyers who do outsourced legal work.  Monique and I became friends after I asked to borrow her cell phone, since I had forgotten mine.  And we began a conversation that is still ongoing.  She, too, has a husband who lives in the DC area while she lives and works in New York.  She, too, has amazing children...and she, too is a lawyer like me.

Today it's not conversation with my seatmate (who is asleep).  It's the conversation between two people who have talked since they got on the bus.  That can often be an unwelcome distraction but this time it is simply fascinating.  One has been married three times, and regrets it.  One has lived in Florence, Italy, and has great stories about that adventure.  They are both good listeners, and are enjoying the exchange, building on each other's comments in a marvelous way.  It's live entertainment.

Hurrah for the Vamoose bus.  I wonder how many people have met on this bus and fallen in love.  Who knows?

 

 

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