Steve Mitchell for BusesForSale.com

The ultimate end-of-the-world vehicle might be a retired transit bus

When the apocalypse hits, the real survivors won’t be the ones with bunkers full of Spam. They’ll be the people driving something that still smells faintly of hand sanitizer and high school detentions: the humble, retired transit bus.

Forget the shiny $150,000 Sprinter van with the Instagrammable espresso machine bolted inside. Cute for a weekend in Joshua Tree, sure. But when society collapses, that Sprinter is a rolling coffin—tiny, overpriced, and one axle away from becoming modern art in the desert.

Transit buses, on the other hand, are the cockroaches of the road. Big, blunt, and built to last long after your homeowners association stops sending violation letters. They don’t ca

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