On my way home from work today, I caught what is sure to be my last glimpse of a dying beast: the 26 Valencia. It totally made that mraaawwwghhhh sound that dinosaurs make when you shoot ‘em as it lunged away from its stop.
Unlike KevMo, I’m a longtime Muni lover, Fast Pass collector, and old lady seat offerer, so am sad to see this piece of shit bus go. I think it only proper I write up an homage of my own to add to Kevin’s post (I’m the nice one, he’s the mean one, haven’t you been paying attention?).
Riding the 26 always made me feel like I was taking public transit in Santa Barbara. I saw it referred to as the “rich man’s 14″ somewhere online today, which I thought appropriate. One time I was on the 26 and a Norwegian woman started telling me about how certain types of hamburger meat paralyzes you for life and also that I have really good skin. Yes, this bus is totally useless, but how awesome was it to conveniently bump into it and ride the 4 blocks down Valencia you were planning on walking?
RIP, 26 Valencia. There will be tears in my beer and on my Fast Pass tonight.
