Watching people get on the bus

It is snowing this morning. Not much, just enough to cover the grime for awhile.
Watching people get on the bus at the corner outside the coffee shop window and thinking about the differences between buses and trains. The first thing is that there was a line of people waiting to get on, waiting for the person ahead of them to transact their business. On the El or the Metro or subway, lots of wide doors open up and there is no waiting in line. I suppose that could be accomplished with “bus ways? though that is sad.
On the news this morning we find out that Minnesota has lost the offer of matching federal money for designing a commuter rail line from Minneapolis towards (but not even all the way to) St. Cloud. And Pete and I were reminiscing yesterday, nostalgically, about train rides.