The year we lived in Oxford UK, we were too cheap and too scared to own a car, so we took buses around town. The number one great thing, marveling at the skill of drivers who could spin the bus at a sharp curve and reliably miss buildings, trees, and various moving obstacles by inches. The number one rotten thing, missing the bus back home at night and waiting 20 min in freezing rain for the next one, tired children in tow. Brrr.