I have an whole hour...
There and back to discover and enjoy the delights of the Cardiff bus service..

One of the other ladies in my office got on the front page of the local paper after being stuck in a bus for an hour when the driver let them on and then left for his break...

Also I've experienced some of the worst body odour ever and a creepy man who when I sat by him he kept moving further over (I was sat in the aisle seat) towards me and when our legs touched he would shudder... EWWW!

Oh and the other guy who catched the bus at the same stop as me.. he is a gentleman yeah sure.. always ALWAYS lets me on first but FFS when I'm fannying round in my bag trying to find money/my bus pass get on first for heaven's sake.. its humiliating enough to have to rummage round for it.. let alone having the whole bus watch me cos I'm holing everyone up.. *CRINGE*

I miss the days when I was a kid going to high school, I went to a catholic school and lived right on the edge of the catchment area, they put on a bus for us and it was a coach, generally about 18 of us shared a huge coach and it was great, we played cards, watched tv and generally treated the place like a mobile youth club, those were the days!
(miss.spanky.pants .. is looking for a handsome prince..., Thu 25 Jun 2009, 19:37, Reply)