tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18967829.post5449225288786648325..comments2023-08-11T01:47:22.036-05:00Comments on My Opera Life: The Smells On The Bus Go Round And RoundRachel Irenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666191883801664576noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18967829.post-41226124430488625042007-01-12T07:34:00.000-06:002007-01-12T07:34:00.000-06:00hammerswing - I envy your sense of smell... or lac...hammerswing - I envy your sense of smell... or lack thereofRachel Irenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07666191883801664576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18967829.post-28821986180110004022007-01-11T19:35:00.000-06:002007-01-11T19:35:00.000-06:00fond fond memories of the busses in minneapolis/st...fond fond memories of the busses in minneapolis/st. paul. i am glad it is going well so far. they key is just to snif the coffee all the time..Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00943367285511018606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18967829.post-53854130770817243892007-01-11T18:38:00.000-06:002007-01-11T18:38:00.000-06:00I'm fortunate that my ride is only 20 minutes. I ...I'm fortunate that my ride is only 20 minutes. I love the window seat because I can scrunch myself against the wall to avoid touching somebody instead of hanging in the space over the aisle. I can't stand being rubbed up against by strangers!<br /><br />My sense of smell must be lousy because I only notice homeless and/or drunk people.W.B. Picklesworthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03187309512838841997noreply@blogger.com