Day 1 – Adventures in MARTA-ing Begins

16 Jul

Today I decided to take the MARTA to work. Yes, the MARTA: the red-headed step-child of the public-transportation-in-a-big-city. The laughing stock of the mass transit world. The Metropolitan Atlanta Rapid Transit Authority. Yep.

Why, you may ask, did I decide to take the MARTA to work instead of be in my beautiful 2001 gold Honda Civic? Here are some reasons:

1. I try to be green: It’s my favorite color, and something that I think everyone can do a little to contribute. The MARTA is running anyway, why should my car, too? OK, off my soapbox now.

2. I absolutely hate Atlanta traffic: Before I moved to Atlanta everyone warned me about the traffic. I quickly scoffed them off and said, “Psh… I’m from Phoenix. As in the fifth biggest city in the U.S. I can handle the traffic!” Anyone who heard me say that should have slapped me across the face and said, “You live in the most spread out, over-planned, multiple freeway-filled city in the U.S. And no, you aren’t from Phoenix you are from Scottsdale.” Unfortunately I was not prepared for Atlanta traffic. There are like two freeways in the entire city and everyone works in the same three places – all which I pass on my way to work downtown. And everyone in Atlanta is unaware that 99% that lanes sometime turn in to “only” lanes (turn, straight, I-85 North, etc.). Also a red light means “go into the middle of the intersection.” As a person with such little anger in all areas of my life, I found myself involuntarily flipping people on as I drove to and from work each day. Not like me.

3. I’m a big city kid now: And big city kids take public transportation. If I were in New York, DC, Boston, Chicago, I would be taking the subway/metro/whatever. I’m going to do that AND have good weather, thank you Atlanta.

4. I have a Nook: and there’s nothing more trendy than reading a Nook on public transit. Right?

5. It took me 45 minutes to go 9 miles: Enough said.

6. It’s convenient: Unlike 75% of Atlanta, I actually live on the “+” that is the intricate MARTA rail line. And my work is on the same line, meaning I don’t have to switch trains. Plus there is free parking at my “home station” for the days I don’t want to walk the .6 miles to the station (translate: every single day).

7. I’m up for the social experiment: The MARTA isn’t always known as the young-college-PR-graduate-commutes-to-internship-in-cute-clothes mass transit, let’s be honest. I may have some great stories to tell. Hence, the blog.

That’s enough for now, but I will say that on my first two rides I had a lady fall asleep on my shoulder on the way to work and barely missed the rain on my way back (mental note: bring umbrella to work).

So I hope this can serve as a way for me to document some fun stories and keep up with friends and family as I try to maneuver this new life in this new city thousands of miles away from my family.

Pray for me, and the MARTA!

Promise to take a real picture next time…



One Response to “Day 1 – Adventures in MARTA-ing Begins”

  1. Teeny July 18, 2012 at 6:28 am #

    Sooo cute and funny. I also think it’s a really good way to get your writing style out there. Bethie got offered to write a story for a book because someone found her stuff on a blog. She got lazy and didn’t do it, of course, but it’s still a nice story. =)

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