The best RTA route in Cleveland is the 23. This is my third year riding it, and I could set my watch by the morning bus; if I wore a watch. The drivers are friendly, deft and will put on the brakes if they see someone hoofing it after them, and the bus doesn’t stop every two feet like the 81 [that isn’t a knock on the 81].
For the most part no one talks on the bus. This is the unspoken rule on every public transit system I’ve been on [NYC, Chicago], when personal space is constricted, eye contact and speech become invasions. Lots of people riding the bus I’ve been seeing for three years but hardly know them. I’m going to run an experiment. Instead of being civil and unobstrusive, I’m going to start being reservedly friendly to the familiar faces. If this goes well, I will increase my friendliness incrementally until the bus is full of joyous singing, improper dancing and sundry gallivanting. Yeah right. It might end up making Cleveland a little less crabby though. Worth a shot.