Friday, 20 January 2012
my bus journey
It took me til 2 to pysch myself up enough to go out. After checking the buses were actually coming I went to the bus stop and managed to make it into town. The bus doesn't exactly go where I want it to, so I have to catch another one 2 stops up the hill, but this bus is at the next stop so its fine.
After getting my 130 pounds refund (I think worth making the effort toget out !!!) I went home.
I had to weigh up the risks of staying in town another 20 minutes or getting a bus now and being over run with school kids. I looked at my phone and seen there were 2 buses running together and so managed to get the one behind. (so the school kids would be on the one in front.
Yes, at this point it is 250pm. Its a 20 minute journey to town, and another 5 once im in town. So by my reckoning i spent all of 20 minutes in town. And yes, I did catch the same bus out as in. After its left town it takes 20 minutes to get to the end of the route and flip around.
When Im on the bus I zone out. I can only sit on the single seats, and this particular bus was a bit of a nightmare as it only has one and its used by pushchairs and their mums, so I was just hoping I didn't get any conflict. I have done before.
so there i am, sitting with my phone and twitter in my own little world when I hear people startingto get more angry, and then i notice the bus has gone the wrong way. without warning. and the bus driver further panics by not stopping and explaining but just shrugging his shoulders and keeping on going.
no one knows where the bus is going, not even the bus driver it would seem. As is apparant from my twitter i had a meltdown. i was only 5 minutes from home at the point of diversion, my bus stop and my house are 2 minutes away. the problem of course with sheffield is the hills, and becuase the bus didnt go the right way it will now involve a longer walk.
but my brains not thinking about that, its not thinking in any sort of logic. Although this area is familar to me, its as though I have just landed on another planet. this is wrong, its not making sense. If the bus driver had said before that he was going on diversion it would have made me panic yes, but at least it wouldnt have completly freaked me out.
Another passenger is saying to me to get off at this stop, so I do, stil lnot quite sure where I am, even though as I say its familar to me. I sit at the bus stop a minute and just calm down enough to work out where i am and how to get home.
but yes, i can mobilze and plan a journey.. i guess thepeople who wrote those descriptors have never walked in my shoes, or even been on public transport. As much as i hate it, i can't drive because I collapse from stress, so I have no choice. its not to bad as i say, the bus stops outside my house and i can track the buses so i know when their coming...
Posted by Lucia at 16:19