To tell you the truth though, it doesn’t feel like that long of a time. When I have early morning or late night classes, the commute is great for a quick nap. When I have a quiz to study for or readings to do, the two hours are a blessing. And sometimes, there’s nothing better than taking a couple of minutes and looking around.
One of the best things about riding the TTC is that it shows you how multicultural Toronto is. Not only are there people from many, many different backgrounds, but the fact that anyone takes in that they’re wearing their cultural attire is a beauty in itself. We have a come a long way in terms of accepting others for who they are.
Then there are the little moments that we experience on the bus. Running into old friends on the bus. Babies staring up at us in a daze from their strollers, giggling at every twitch our faces make. The feeling of relief when you’re carrying a heavy backpack and someone offers their seat. There are the young kids who might be creating a ruckus on the bus, but at the first sight of elderly women standing up, they jump off of their seats.
Something also needs to be said about the glances exchanged with strangers when someone on the bus starts singing, dancing, or doing anything out of the ordinary. There are the little groups of kids huddled in excitement about a trip they’re about to go on or a soccer game they’re about to play. The crazy hockey fans dressed up in blue and white, jerseys, face paint and all.
Most subways even feature talented musicians playing all types of genres that we hardly ever pay any attention to. Sometimes people in subway cars or buses even bond, usually over their annoyance over TTC delays.
My point is next time you’re commuting, take it all in. For all the grief the TTC gets, it’s really not that bad.