I caught the Atlanta Streetcar home from work this evening. The streetcar was already at the platform when I got to it, but I had to wait for Parkeon to give me a ticket before I could go on. While I was waiting for it to process one of its steps, the driver announced that the doors were about to close and that I should get on the streetcar. So I pocketed my dollar and got on.
We were on the verge of a thundershower as we traveled down Edgewood Avenue. Shortly after the Sweet Auburn Market stop, just under the I-85/75 overpass, I was disturbed from my reading by an unnerving screech as a car struck the side of the streetcar and then scraped down to the back, where I was sitting. The streetcar stopped, and the driver came to the back, opened the door with her special key, and leaned out to talk to the driver of the car.
The car driver was in a bit of shock, but she didn't appear to be injured. She said she was unfamiliar with the intersection. We (the three passengers) were told we couldn't exit the streetcar because we weren't at a platform. I sat back down and resumed my reading.
After a while, the streetcar driver distributed witness cards for us to fill out, and then she and another official escorted us across the street to the sidewalk. From there, I walked the rest of the way home, about 8 blocks. I had an umbrella to keep the light rain off me, but the frequent thunder and lightning didn't make me feel particularly comfortable.
As I passed by the platform where I would have got off the streetcar, I stopped to tell the people there that the streetcar had been hit and that it would probably be a while before another one made it all the way down. One of those people said he was homeless and asked if I could help him out, so I gave him the dollar that I hadn't spent on the streetcar.
Now, I think I need to soak my feet. I'm too old and large to do all this walking.