I found myself vehicle challenged yesterday and took the bus to keep an appointment. It was the first time I had done that in perhaps 30 years. I dreaded the thought of riding with the gang punks, felons and those smelly untouchables. The waiting, the slow travel and my unfamiliarity with the routes, fares along with perceived misadventures were real concerns. I thought I might find a blog article along the way so I did not feel the need to put off my appointment until I had my car. I arrived at the bus stop early. I received my first insult when I asked how much the fare was. The lady bus driver said, “For you it’s a quarter.” I put in the quarter only to later learn that was the reduced senior citizen price for those over 62. I’m not that %&*#$@$ old yet! I guess I must have had that look as though I needed some Viagra . As I passed stores and buildings I’ve often driven past but this time it was different. I could actually see them for a change. Girl watching was easi...