When I'm not taking it to work, the bus system could best be summed up for me in these steps. First, I walk to my favorite 7-11 and get a Naked (these great little smoothie things). Take bus to Doylestown (a solid 40 minutes away) and visit BCCC coffee house and see if anyone from this protest group I see on Tuesday's is around (if cash situation is good, I stop by Siren Records, the biggest little record store in PA). Then take bus all the way back to my original area where I go to my favorite Barnes & Nobles (I bought my first chapter book there when I was 8, a copy of Animorphs #1. Then, a stop to my grandmother's (the most awesome septuagenarian around) for her teriyaki beef, which she seems to make twenty times a day.

In the picture below is a rough diagram of what I want. The blue line represents what must happen if my dream transit were to stick to the road. The black line would be "Call up the DeLorean" awesome.