Taking public transport makes me feel like I’m on holiday. It’s forty years since I was a regular bus user, and then it was mainly for going into town with small children. My paid work has almost always been within walking distance of home.
Buses and trains, in my experience, are for foreign places, or travel to the airport. On Friday, for the second time, I caught a bus to my poetry group meeting. It’s possible to catch a bus in Manchester Street, but I just missed one, so walked to the Bus Interchange in Lichfield Street. The signs there are very clear.
There’s also a helpful announcement system, and plenty of seating after 9am when Super Gold Cards allow free travel. I imagine it would be very different when crowded. You just need to sit and wait at your designated platform – all covered and litter-free. I boarded, waved my Gold Card at the driver, and settled in for my free ride. I can see why so many ‘Seniors’ wear their card on a lanyard, but I haven’t quite got to that stage.
“No road cones and no parking fuss
it’s relaxed travel on a bus.”