This is the very bus I took when we arrived in Seattle.
First of all, it was squeaky clean. Usually the Metro Express buses coming from Kent, Federal Way, or some other outlying area are clean but dusty or somewhat grimy. They are swept, but not polished. Usually there is a free newspaper abandoned in one of the seats. I think they polish the SoundTransit coaches.
They aren't buses, they're coaches.
Also, I was the only person on the bus who wasn't reading a book or a Kindle. I was taking these pictures. I had a large duffel bag with me. A couple of people looked up at me from their reading and smiled, thinking I was a tourist. And really, I was a tourist.
People from the Eastside are different. They smell better and they all dress business casual. I didn't see a single recovered drug addict (well, maybe a white collar junkie because they're stealthy like that), no one looked like they were visiting the free clinic, and the bus smelled like fabric softener.
Oh, and did I mention these buses come around every 10 minutes?
SoundTransit said, "We're going to cover our headrests with plastic protectors. Our riders can't get lice like the Metro riders. And some footrests would really show them up."
There are lots of stops along the 520 Freeway. This is one of them. You can't tell which one it is. I think it's the Montlake Freeway Station.
Instead of seeing planes at Boeing Field, I got to see ships on Lake Washington. I think it's Lake Washington. I've lived here for 11 years and I still get confused by the Puget Sound bodies of water. In all fairness, I've only ever been on the 520 like five times.
Coming onto I-5, there's a great view of Lake Union and the Space Needle. The Needle is all decked out with an orange top to celebrate its 50th anniversary.
I wish I could take this bus every day.
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