It is a time when I am confident that I will go home, cook a healthy meal, go the gym and grade all of the papers in my bag - all while simultaneously doing yoga and cleaning my apartment.
It is a time of innocence.
And though it will set you back roughly a quarter, I assure you that this is money well-spent.
From the wooden floors...
To the plethora of fans spinning recycled air, blowing dust off the unwritten mandate that everyone on the bus, regardless of age, must be wearing a uniform of some sort.
This is the 38.
And I respect that checking the rearview mirror is important to my bus driver.
While the absence of a dashboard clearly is not.
Can't hate on the 38.