On the H train. Very crowded. I'm next to a bald guy with a bright red beard and a pierced wrist. On the 135 again. I learned another difference between the bus system in this new city and the bus system in the city I previously lived in. If you take a nose dive getting onto the bus as if you're not embarrassed enough, the driver calls you out, has you fill out a form saying you won't sue the city and you don't need medical attention, then he gives an optional form to everyone else on the bus to give their own review of what happened. I know whoever is reading this is thinking it was me who fell, but it wasn't. Not that anyone will believe that. However, I have made the mental note to never fall down on the bus here.