Am I the only person in Philadelphia who loves taking SEPTA. SEPTA, for those out-of-towners, is short of Southeastern Pennsylvania Transit Association. I think. Whatever, it’s the trains, buses, etc that get those without cars where they need to go.
Whatever. I love buses. I love taking the El (Elevated train). I love the subway. What’s wrong with me?
Yeah, it’s weird. Even when I’m late, and it’s cold, and freezing rain is pouring on my head….well, nevermind. Maybe not then.
But nine times out of ten, whether it’s been at a point in life when I depended on SEPTA to get me places, or not – I love SEPTA. Continue reading
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