Here at the University of Wisconsin, there are countless forms of transportation us Badgers opt to indulge in. There’s the bike, the scooter, the classic walk — and of course, the beloved 80. But what exactly does riding the 80 entail, you may ask? Well, let’s place you there. Relax, close your eyes and picture this.
The whole bus smells vaguely of sweat, a salty sort of sweetness lingering in the air. You awkwardly step onto the bus, just as the driver chooses to close the door. Your backpack gets stuck as it closes, forcing you to ungracefully pry yourself out from its trap.
Once you’re in you take a sigh of relief — you immediately spot the last open seat in the whole place, swiftly walking toward it before someone else steals it from you. As you approach the seat, you realize why the rest of the crowd has avoided it. It’s covered in a crumbly brown substance, and reeks of “do not sit here.” You settle for standing, gripping the metal pole for your life. The man beside you is wearing Native Deodorant, of course. Poor choice…