but then there's the part of me that wants to scrub my hands with Purell and wipe down the seat before i sit down. the air feels dirty, and i can almost feel it clogging up my alveoli as i breathe. even touching the handrails, makes my hand feel dirty. and that's not to mention all the funky smells from everyone's body odor, weird perfume, and the garbage that's dumped everywhere.
always an interesting way to travel, but i prefer Uncle Willie, my trusty steed.