I walked into the bus with a textbook and a take-away snack, my usual brooding self, and proceeded towards a seat. Instead of the normally indifferent or imperceptible nod from the bus driver, I received an animated "tervetuloa" and a broad smile. He was black. Listening to his own radio catching a bit of the victory speech. Obama trickle-down effect WIN? I tried to find a seat in front to eavesdrop. For the rest of the people on the bus it was another day in the works.