From the ridiculous to the sublime. My friend Phil notes his experiences as an Englishman w/out car in Houston. Phil probably doesn’t intend this list to be funny, but I thought it so, because it is so absurd.
Houston’s Mass Transit
*The sidewalks between home and the Park & Ride were intermittent; apparently it was up to the property owner to put them in.
* When cycling sweatily along the sidewalks, the only other cyclists I saw were Latinos wearing uniforms belonging to McDonald’s, Jack in the Box, etc.
* It was rare that I saw anyone walking far. I felt like people were staring if I ever did.
* There was a little minibus service that started running around the Clear Lake area, with friendly drivers picking up and dropping off at a handful of locations, running every couple of hours. I was often the only person on board. I think the service probably stopped.