The View From Nathan's Bus

Smart Man

  "Next one is Aurora," I announce from the 44 route. "Aurora Avenue, where you can get the E Line. That's the old 358." People get...

On a Lighter Note

  A woman in her twenties with a terrific, full-bodied Afro boards, all smiles and legs. It's nighttime on Capitol Hill during Pride week. The...

Josh

  Josh is in his late teens, African-American and something else, tall but not too tall. In our youth we sometimes oscillate between dialects, particularly...

Symphony No. 2 in Perfect Grammar

Not all of the conversations I have on the bus are the gleeful bastardizations of syntax which I often record– and which are no...

No Longer in the Jungle

  This guy stumbles on like a rock tumbling through an unstoppable river. An imposing physical presence. We're somewhere at the bottom of Rainier Valley....

I Don’t Know What a Trolley is, Part I

  We're sitting at Third and Seneca northbound on the 3, a trolley bus. The passenger in front asks me what my favorite routes are. "I...

How do You Change the World? Thoughts on Violence

    Rainier and Henderson, the bottom of the Valley, deep in the living night. We're in the nerve center for gun crimes and drug distribution–...

Trying to Touch Something

  Nathan Vass is a photographer/filmmaker who drives for Metro. Learn more at nathanvass.com.   There are times when I can't tell if it's the world opening...