The grass is greener at Forest Hill Station
Don’t call me a hippie just cuz I like when things like this happen. Okay, call me a hippie. Whatever. This is rad.
Via Muni rider Cole: “Urban jungle.”
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Are these chickens the best-behaved Muni passengers?
Photo by Muni rider Brandon
You hear a lot about chickens on Muni. Live ones. Dead ones. Embryonic ones.
Seems we as a society are advancing, though. Seen above and below, examples of civilized chickens on Muni, traveling in plastic bags and keeping to themselves.
Photo by Muni rider adventures_of_fat_kid
You’ve come a long way, chicken on Muni.
‘Pervert’ on the 2-Clement
Photo by Jason Sutter
A PSA from regular 2-Clement rider, seemingly guilty of riding Muni while female, as one of your editors was reminded very recently. Sex crimes on transit are believed, not surprisingly, to be under-reported. But we’re glad they’re getting “reported” somewhere. You never know: Muni Diaries readers helped nab a Muni humper suspect in 2009, so step forward in the comments if this strikes a chord with you.
About a month ago, I was on the Muni 2 bus on my way home. I usually leave the office around 5:15 and catch the bus at the corner of California and Presidio. It was a Friday afternoon on February 21st. When the bus came, it was pretty full, but I was lucky enough to get a seat in those 2 passenger spots on the left. It was the middle row because I remember a row in front of me and a row behind. At first, I was sitting near the window seat next to an old lady. She was there for a few stops. Then the old lady moved to the single passenger seats on the right. I can’t remember what stop we were at when this Asian man came on board and sat next to me.
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F-Market streetcar rides inspire cute towels
Muni rider Cristina was forced above-ground, so to speak. That move led to a change of heart.
Two years ago, I sprained my ankle really badly. I live close to Church and Market and I used to take the underground trains when I needed to get downtown. But since my ankle was in such bad shape, I started taking the F-Market because the stop is a block closer. I’ll never go back!
I love the streetcars. All of them are beautiful. I love people-watching along Market Street. I love how even though it caters heavily to tourists, this line ends up serving all the types of people who live, work and hang out along Market Street. It’s my favorite ride in the city.
Cristina translated her love of the streetcars into art. The image above is one of her F-Market dish towels. You can buy them at her Etsy shop.
Take a ride on the Muni Fun Bus
Late last week, when we were busy prepping for Muni Diaries Live, Kelsey dropped this in our inbox.
“I took the fun bus to work this morning.”
Earlier today, when I was about to start digging around for WTF this could be, the fun bus itself pulled into the Kirkland yard across from my office. Not exactly white-whale material, but prescient, at least.
Fun Bus is an ad campaign by Popcorn Indiana. (Guess what they sell?) It’s a fun bus-wrap idea, and one that makes us snack-hungry, or, snackry.
Thanks for making the bus fun again, Popcorn Indiana!
When you can’t wait until 8 a.m. to crack open a cold one
It’s 7:50 a.m. somewhere!
From pregame PBR on the J-Church to busting open the Anchor Steam party box a little early, Muni riders arguably need a fix the most. In case we needed to prove it further to jaded New Yorker Anthony Bourdain, who said of SF, “…underneath a gossamer-thin veneer of granola is, in fact, a two-fisted drinking town.”
Happy Friday, whenever you decide to crack one open.
Via Muni rider Kristi. “7:50 am…makes sense”