Since our family car blew a head gasket this past May, I have been getting very familiar with the COTA bus system. Riding the bus comes with a certain amount of walking… and running! I walk from home to my nearest stop. I walk, or sprint, from stop to stop when transferring.
First, let me explain that our Subaru Forrester was our home for a couple of weeks when we had no place else to live. Fortunately we were accepted into the YWCA Family Shelter and managed, after 2 months, to find a new place to live with the help and generosity of the YWCA!
During the course of my travels I began to notice a lot of plastic water, sports drink, and juice bottles. I decided to pick some of them up while walking to and from stops and around bus shelters. Even with a trash can nearby, somehow the ground still seems to catch a lot. This started out simply as a way to clean up a little bit. Now I have become almost addicted to picking up the plastic wherever I am walking or waiting.