I had decided to start a weekly bus chronicle, since it has become the most happening part of my life. Only to find that I don’t even have enough to write about our bus rides on a weekly basis. Yes. I know. I do lead a sad life:)
– the bus I was traveling in, broke down! That is a first, and I was secretly excited, but had to hide it because everybody else looked rather annoyed. They must all have things to get to. Unlike me, who is rather jobless. Reminder to self,’ Go do some job search, the jobs don’t know you are looking for them!’.
– My seven-year old has become a faster runner than me. She’s caught the bus twice this week by running and reaching it just before the bus took off. Can’t tell you how grateful I was, saved us a wait of 30 minutes, and on cold, wet days, every minute counts!
– As I mentioned in another post, I was pleasantly surprised when the bus driver stopped mid way for us, I’ve just figured that it happens a lot here. Probably because it’s a small place, and they get to know the regulars. I’ve also seen people waving, blowing kisses to the drivers as they drive by. This is the first time, I’m living in a really small place and as you can see, it’s very different. So far, different in a nice way.
– This last couple of weeks, my luck with buses haven’t been so good. I’ve been complaining about buses coming before time, but these
last two weeks, the buses have been running late. When I am on my way to pick up daughter, the timing is rather tight. If the bus is late, I have no option, but to get a taxi. So now I have had some rather interesting conversations with taxi drivers which I’m afraid, needs a post of its own.
– I’ve been planning to make the most of my bus pass and travel all the way to Birmingham. Today, I went some part of the way. There are these Indian shops in Birmingham and I was hoping that they would be on the bus route. I made the mistake of not checking on the journey planner. I decided to walk on the wild side, and ended up in a bus going through a lot of rather shady areas. Clearly the ‘wild side’ was not for me:)
– You know you’ve become a regular when a bus driver tells you that he saw you somewhere and waved but you were too busy on the phone!
– Morning bus rides to school are a bit more interesting, with children and parents drama being played out in the buses. You find mothers at the end of their tether, children being naughty, and sometimes springing last-minute surprises on their mums -‘ I forgot to give you this, Mum’ which is sometimes an important communication from the school. And we, the rest of the bus gets to see the mother’s fury 🙂 And sometimes you get to see the most well-behaved children and the gentlest of the mothers, happily, on their way to school. It’s almost like a soothing balm.
– The trip after dropping Daughter off at school is no less interesting. You get to see people rushing to get to work, while some, like me, are on our way back home, so are less harried, and enjoying the peace. You also get to hear interesting phone conversations. No, no, I am not eavesdropping! Some people are loud enough for the whole bus to hear. Once I heard a Pakistani lady diss her sister-in-law. It was funny, to say the least 🙂 She had such issues with that lady 🙂 Of course, what she was aiming at was the point that if only her brother had selected someone from Pakistan rather than a lady who was brought up in the UK, life would have been so much smoother. Of course, smoother for whom would be my question :), which I kept to myself, of course 🙂
With all this happening, I have stopped carrying a book on my bus rides. So much more fun listening, and watching 🙂