Toronto commuters awoke to a "surprise" transit strike.
As in: "Surprise! You have 10 minutes to figure out how you're getting your ass to work!!!" 3...2..1.. GO!"
Ironically, it's Bike Week in Toronto. Lots of people rode past me. I thought of Steakbellie for a couple moments, his wistful energetic cyclist haikus taunting me. I thumbed a ride with a stranger, wondering for the first 3 minutes if getting to work was worth losing my life. Turns out the dude was trying to freak me out on purpose, for his own amusement. I let it slide because he was doing me a huge favour, so he might as well reap a simple reward that doesn't involve holding me at knifepoint.
I felt kinda bohemian, thumbing a lift to work. I've never done that before. And I made record time. Sadly, it's definitely the better way.