10.30.07
Morning Driver new to route
Morning
The driver said he was new to the route when I asked why we weren’t moving. I had to ask if I had somehow missed my usual bus and caught the very last one because the driver was farting around wasting time for who knew what reason. He responded that the bus was to leave at 6:45. I corrected that the 2nd-to-last bus was to depart at 6:40. He then recognized that he had been looking at the wrong part of the display and was new to the route. The newness really showed as we came off the freeway at 600 South and he failed to turn left at 400 West. Instead, he took us East to State before turning north. Trying to make the best of it, I got off at 300 S. State and made the extra distance. It was a bit of a pain but I could use the edxcercise. It is days like today that I am glad to have brought my bike along. The bike helped me make short work of an otherwise awkward bus experience.
Afternoon
2nd to the last bus was LATE once again. This time by 9 minutes. Traffic was cooperative on the freeway and the driver was able to make up all the time but one (1) minute. And by the time we made it to 7800 South we were one (1) minute ahead of schudule! You have to appreciate the disclaimer on the UTA schedules. It reads, ‘Timepoints are approximate and may vary due to road and traffic conditions.” They should probably append to that, “and driver inexperience, GPS difficulties, leaving the station on time, etc.”
10.25.07
Morning
Right on time. 
I got to the stop for the earlier bus this morning to shake up my everyday commute. We were treated to a coach-style bus. I was able to stake out a good seat (there are 2 of them, one in front of the other, on the left side about 1/3 of the way back. For some reason, the coach buses are always configured this way as far as I have seen in 10 months of commuting. These seats have more leg room. I am not a tall fellow requiring the leg room but I frequently use my laptop on the bus and when the seat in front of you is reclined and hits your computer screen things start feeling mighty cramped. So I attempt to capture one of these coveted seats on the coach buses.
Afternoon
Late by six (6) minutes. I was beginning to wonder if it came early and I had missed it. (note to self: Must work on self-doubt.) They sent an old city-style. Not my favorite but it is better than peddling or walking all the way to the south end of the valley. AND they had plenty of room for my bicycle and I. Lots of elbow room. Even though the bus was late picking me up, the driver made up the time on the freeway.
10.15.07
Day 2
Morning
I took a little more time getting out the door this morning because I needed to add air to my bicycle tires, but I knew I would get to the bus stop before the second-to-the-last-one at 6:40am. I arrived at precisely 6:35 and was the first one in line–but no bus. I expected to see it at any moment, but there was no sign until 6:40 when I saw the “last” bus come up the street to make the turn around. It didn’t come back to my stop until 6:45 and then left promptly at 6:46 (right on time). I am miffed that the bus can be early or late with no apparent consequence but I am penalized for both early AND late arrivals…waiting in the cold when early, and missing the bus if I am late!
As we rode along the route toward downtown, I saw another bus of the same number as mine pass us along the way. That means that I DID indeed catch the second to the last bus but it was late 
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