After work on November 3, once I left the Hawthorne Bridge and got on the 4 for part of the ride home, I realized I had boarded a bus loaded to the gills with energetic, talkative kids, mixed in with several curious adults as well as your standard Portland commuters. I couldn't make out a single word the kids were saying, but I could hear the adults discussing the location of their next stop. When I stood up to get off the bus, I asked one of the men in the group, "Is this a field trip?" "Yes," he replied. "We're here from California." Then without pausing as the bus pulled to a stop, he turned to the rest of the bus and said loud enough to be heard over the din, "This is our stop. Line up on the wall." Which they all did.
