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Buses and Wedding Dresses

It’s not even noon and it’s already been quite the day!

ImageI got up early to get ready and head out for a meeting. Guess who the meeting was with… Think… Think… Got your guess? Ok, I’ll tell you. My designer! Woot, woooooot! Super excited to have someone I know designing my wedding dress. I had what I considered to be a really cool idea. It’s pretty different, but still appropriate. I sent him a FB message to see if he’d be interested in helping me make it happen. He works with a seamstress, so he was able to put together a full package – design and sewing. I sent him a few pictures and a detailed description of what I want. I also took pictures of two sample fabrics that I really like. The meeting today was just to talk in person about what I want, and have a look at the drawings he’s done based on the info I gave him. And, um… LOVE. I’m way more excited about my outfit for the ceremony than the after party, but I guess that’s the way it should be. The after-party outfit is really just for comfort, ease of movement, and a little sexy factor. The one for the ceremony… It is BAM. That is all I can really say. I’m excited to wear it, and to finally be able to reveal it to y’all. 🙂 Are you excited?

Ok, so back to the topic at hand. I wasn’t able to arrange transportation to the meeting, and then to work. I was offered a shift at my cousin’s office yesterday, so there wasn’t much time to plan. I just decided to take the bus. Ugh. You know how I feel about it, right? It frickin’ SUCKS. The ride from my area to the downtown area was uneventful. It was quiet. The radio was set to a mainstream radio station. There was no a/c, so I got fresh morning air. It wasn’t crowded. I got a single seat. Yay.

The ride from the downtown area (where I met designer dude) to my work area was ridiculous. First of all, please picture the bus driver. He’s in his mid-30’s. His hair is about shoulder length. He had it in about 6 cornrows that sort of turned up at the ends. Weird. He wore sunglasses. Pretty sure they were women’s sunglasses. Pretty sure he thought they were gangster. He wore baggy jeans and a striped golf style shirt – typical of the average Bahamian male on the streets. His seat was reclined, about 45 degrees from the upright position. His body was hunched forward, about 25 degrees, to the wheel. Why, please, is your seat reclined as you lean forward to drive, looking like a fool? Hmmm?

He was playing a CD. Not gonna lie… It was ghetto. Like some really down-n-dirty reggae that you would hear in a really dirty club in Jamaica or something. Ever heard those special DJ mixes? You know… The ones where the DJ’s voice keeps interrupting or playing over the music. And they insert weird noises like sirens and horns to try to make it exciting. Yeah. It was like being at a Caribbean party hosted by the guys from St. Kitts and St. Lucia. In the only space they can rent that would allow indoor smoking. Of whatever. The basement of a Chinese restaurant. That’s where. I could almost smell the backwood, cigarette, and marijuana smoke that I thought would kill me the only time I ever attended one of said parties. Yes. One bus ride did this to me. *sighs*

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Yeah, I really own one of these babies. BZZZZZ!

SO. You know weird things always happen on the bus in The Bahamas. This is why I hate it. We’re not talking weird “Oh, that’s interesting,” or “This is really funny” at all. We’re talking “OMG, get me off this bus!” or grip-your-stun-gun-in-your-purse weird.

  • He had two of his friends riding up front with him, and they talk and laughed a lot.
  • He pulled over at least twice to talk to random people on the road who he clearly knew. One of the people told him the story of what happened last night when he (the driver) “passed through” some “spot” and didn’t know “what gone down”. Yeah.
  • The two friends kept yelling at people out the window, asking them where they’re headed, and trying to get them to ride on the bus.
  • He made a right turn when we should have gone left.
  • He stopped for breakfast. Like, legit, STOPPED the bus ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. He got out, went to a little breakfast shack (sort of like a food truck, but for breakfast only), and ordered himself breakfast. While people waited in the bus. At like 8:40am, when people are trying to get to work.
  • At one point, he pulled over AGAIN. To eat his breakfast. Like, really, dude? Are you serious right now?
  • He started pulling alongside pedestrians harassing them, asking where they’re going. Keep in mind that the bus is going in the wrong direction at this point.
  • Keep in mind that we’ve made a right turn where we should have gone left. He continued until we got to a T-junction with one way traffic, and we could only turn left. He turned left, then made an immediate left into a mall parking lot. We sat there. He asked passersby where they were headed. We circled the parking lot twice. FINALLY, we headed back in the correct direction. At 8:55am. People are dressed and ready for work. WTF.

That’s all I can remember. I was thinking, during the entire ride, that I was going to forget some things. If I remember anything worth sharing, I’ll tell you later. But gosh. Do you understand why I hate the freaking bus system (or lack thereof) in this place? GET ME OOOOOUUUUUT! *echoes*

So, in closing… I don’t like taking the bus here, and I will avoid it as much as possible. Also my wedding attire is gonna be freakin’ awesommmmme!

By the way, I’m trying to decide whether or not I should tell Babe about it. Should I let her know what the design is like? She knows my general idea, but not the whole story. Especially after this meeting. Things are more solidly defined. And exciting. I kinda want her to be surprised, but I kinda want her in the loop so she knows what is going on, and so I can have SOMEone to tell. Because, you know, you can’t tell everyone about your plans. They just have to be there. Or see the pictures later. What do y’all think? Babe, what do you think?

How about you? What was the most interesting part of your day? Do you ever use public transportation?

Wordless Wednesday: On the Bus

Can anyone tell me WHYYYYYYY?!Take a really good look at the seatbelt.

 

Look really closely at the seatbelt. It has been cut at the top (so there is no tension, and it just hangs), and it's not clicked into place.

 

The Bus This Morning

Here are a few things that happened this morning on the bus:

  • Someone thought he was the lassst reggae all-star (Bob Marley reincarnate, maybe?), singing saying (in a dragging sort of way) the lyrics to conscious reggae songs quite loudly. I don’t understand why people do that. Why are you just slow-talking the song lyrics? Either sing it, or zip it!
  • A woman came on the bus, sat in the only seat that make the passenger face the rest of the passengers. Fine. Next, she proceeded to get dressed. She put on a shirt. Then, she switched seats. In her new seat (by the door of the bus), she spent a few minutes doing her hair. She was some sort of twisty thing where she took half of the (horse) hair (which was in fairly fine single braids) and would it around the ponyhorsetail. It had the look of when you use a bit of hair to wind around your ponytail holder to hide it. Except that it was a LOT of hair. Half the tail. It wasn’t cute.
  • When she was quite done with her hair, she switched seats again.
  • The same woman whipped out some lotion, and moisturized herself. I thought to myself, “Whatever. She can’t top the shirt thing. A lot of people probably put lotion on whenever they feel like it.” Well, she went beyond hands. She did her arms. Legs. FEET. SHE TOUCHED HER FEET. LOTIONED them. On the BUS. The PUBLIC bus. When I got over the initial shock, I laughed uncontrollably. I made about 4 attempts before I finally spoke choked in a way that Babe could understand what the heck was going on with me.
  • A student sat next to me. I noticed that her shirt was very dirty. I couldn’t understand it. Your hair is all gelled into place and the ends are all fanned out (because apparently, you, along with every other public school female student, think that looks fancy or something), but your shirt has brown marks on it. Let’s say you’re short on shirts for school… It’s TUESDAY. How is your shirt dirty?! I don’t get it.
  • A student was on the bus with her hair SO not done. It’s like she woke up, put on baby powder*, got dressed, and left the house. It was in two at the top. The left side was sort of like a bun?! and the right side was just out, like it fell out of the bun. The back was just… Death. It was just all gjrigjjhltghmkg. Ya know? Matted. Like it could be a few giant dreadlocks tomorrow.
  • The back row of the bus is like a couch. It seats 4 people. There were two adults back there, and one child. Another woman got on the bus and had to sit there with them. Babe and I just heard when she said, “Go over shorty! Lemme sit down. I need space!” It was SO funny. The child was unmoving until the adult told him to move over. And the way she said it was hilarious. I think I laughed for a good minute. (This is one of those things that’s waaayyy funnier if you witness it.)
  • A woman was driving.
  • It took OVER AN HOUR to get downtown this morning. Absolutely ridiculous. It never takes that long! Is this related to the previous point? I don’t know. That woman definitely is not the best bus driver on the island. In fact, she is probably among the worst.

*This is not a joke. Students (mostly those attending public schools) put baby powder on the chests and necks. You see their faces, and then WHITE. Seriously. Don’t ask me why. I have NO idea.

Well, that’s it for me today. I’m suuuper busy. Work, work, work! I’m not sure when things will calm down. Maybe on the weekend? I am REALLY going to post pictures of the Denmark goodies tomorrow, k?

Have you had any funny experiences today? Any funny stories from your public transportation experiences?

Riding the Bus in Nassau

11 Things About Riding the Bus in Nassau, Bahamas

  1. Very few people pay when they get on the bus. Just about everyone pays when exiting the bus.
  2. There is no nice, neat little thingy to put the money in. You have to pay the driver directly.
  3. There are very few marked bus stops.
  4. There are no buttons or pull-things to alert the bus driver that you’d like to get off of his smelly bus and stop subjecting yourself to his horribly reckless driving. You literally have to say, “Bus stop.” Heaven help you if the driver is playing loud music (and they often do).
  5. The bus stops pretty much anywhere. On highways, on corners, on roundabouts. They don’t care. They rarely pull over. They block traffic. For this reason, they hardly ever get let out of corners. Other drivers HATE bus drivers, and NEVER want to be stuck behind one.
  6. Drivers do not stick to routes. They turn through side corners, and make decisions about which way they will go depending on traffic, personal schedules, police presence, etc. Yes, this means that you could miss a bus because you are standing on a main road when the driver has taken a shortcut, leaving you standing there until another one comes along.
  7. There is no bus schedule. There is no way to know when a bus on a particular route will pass by. There is no phone number to call for information. You just stand, wait, and pray.
  8. You will, sometimes, be caught up in a race. If two buses on the same route are on the same street at any given time, they will likely race to be the first in line (to pick up more people). This means that there is a lot of driving on the wrong side of the road to overtake other buses. Sometimes, they even yell and swear at one another.
  9. You will have ridiculous experiences that only people who have had similar experiences will believe. (A post detailing some examples will follow.)
  10. Every bus ride costs (US)$1.25 for adults. There are no transfers. You must pay on every bus.
  11. Each bus seats about 30 people. Four in front, 4 single seats to the left, 6 rows of double-seats to the right, a backseat for 4, and 6 flip-out seats.