Whistling the Classics

My bus journey today started with a beautifully haunting moment in the Union Station bus parking lot. It's always crowded, and people are rushing to catch their buses. Yet, in the midst of the crowds, I heard a distinct melody.

It was, in fact, Beethoven's Für Elise. 

Where was that song coming from? Oh, from one of the bus attendants. He was a pretty impressive whistler.

As you well know, the elegance of a classical composer is not a typical part of my bus trips. I took a moment to stop and listen.