While I was in Berkeley and Las Vegas, I had a running list of commentary about the stuff I saw and things I did. I meant to jot them down but never got around to it partly because I figured if it was really interesting I’d remember it and if I forgot it, then it wasn’t worth mentioning anyway. Evidently, all I had in my head after the trip was food.
Last night, while I was winding down, I flipped through the photos again to relive the trip. And I came across this. It’s a seat on the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit). I took this photo because BART seats are very special to me. The first time I visited the Bay area, I took the BART from the airport into the city. I was so grossed out by these cloth seats that I sat at the edge of them all the way home. When my sister & b.i.l. took me downtown to see the sea lions, I was appalled when they leaned back comfortably into their cloth BART seats. In my head, I pictured a billowing cloud of foul smelly dust that flew up when they plopped down on them. So it’s been a memorable part of each of my visits. Gingerly sitting down to minimize puff action and only at the very edge of the seat to minimize seat-butt contact.
Aside from this quirk, I’m a totally normal person.
i’m confused… they look clean… gawsh girl, do you put wax paper down when you take the metro??
The Metro uses vinyl seats or just hard seats. The BART seats use cloth. It’s like a dirty old couch. I probably should have taken a close up of the fabric. It’s stained and yeah, maybe I’ll tape wax paper to my butt next time.
Dude if you do that, I won’t go anywhere with you, you crazy germaphobe gawking tourist!