It feels like forever and day. A bus that only goes in a straight line back and forth back and forth. You see the entire city 7x7 and more, coffee shops, acupuncture clinics, and enough Korean bbq to fill a city of people. Thankfully, this route is very calm and comes with the nicest of people. Dear 38R (L, Owl, BX, AX, whatever you are) never change. No really, plz don’t. *As this is published, lets give a HOORAY for the new 38 R buses.
Take a ride through some of San Francisco’s most famed districts. FiDi, Mission, Bernal Heights, Excelsior. Ride the back seat and get lost in color, murals, people, and possibly the odor. People on this bus come from all walks of life, financial situations, and heritages - but you’re all on the same boat together. We never said it’d smell like a febreeze commercial but lets imagine the smells and scents. Mmm fecal.
Through windy hills, up and down verticals, and swerving corridors, Welcome to the Castro, Bernal Heights, Hayes Valley, your instant getaway from tech to hispter. Feel the bright energy the youth tend to give off on this particular route. Whether you’re stopping in the Castro or picking up coffee at Pinhole Coffee - the off beaten path is littered with inspiration for miles.
Take a drive through one of sf’s oldest neighborhoods, by demographic and by history. With every sweet elder woman you’ll find a multitude of pigeons swarming the area. With the busiest of brunch spots and tallest cherry blossom tree’s, we make it our mission to stop here at least once a month. Thanks for the bread they will eat until the elderly woman heads home for the night. And another day it begins again, with smiles and more bread.
“Making my way downtown” applies to only this line because it’s the pinnacle of what she meant in that song but relish in the fact that you’re sitting in some of San Francisco’s most treasured history. Remember the good, the bad, the holy shit. And watch as a car stops in front of the train. The middle finger raised in salute.
For the day time travelers, for the late night commuters, for the x Y & z of people who chose the life of buses, transfers, and emergency stops. Hitting the cusp of the San Francisco in all it’s glory. You see the outskirts, the cold breezes, the strong fogs, and all that ever lies in between. Fall back into your hut urban warrior and carry on into the next day.
The ocean is calling and you’re going. The breeze, the mist, the sun, and clouds, all and anything is saying your name. The N is a personal long journey of “do I want to go? Should I turn around?” but once your eyes lay upon that view. You’re stunned. Run down the hill as the N guides your step.
Constanza Hevia H. is a Chilean photographer who is based in San Francisco, California. The great appreciation and curiosity about the life of ordinary people has led her to use photography as a tool of social observation. Intrigued by the everyday life scenes, one of her main goals is to document and leave testimony about the strengths and weaknesses of human nature.