Whenever people ask me why I don’t drive, I usually give them a monetary rationale along the lines of; driving lessons are too expensive, petrol is too expensive and maintaining a car is too expensive. But actually, I rather enjoy travelling by public transport. Life seems to slow down for those few minutes and you see things that you wouldn’t see whilst concentrating on driving.
For example, just yesterday, I saw an exceptionally nimble horse scratching it’s ear with it’s back right hoof, a sign post plastered onto the side of a demolished building made entirely of bin bags and cellotape and a woman with an amazingly bouffant hair style about the length of her arm reaching vertcially upright from the base of her head, all wrapped up in a grey scarf.
And it’s not just outside of the bus; who would pass on being serenaded in dulcet tones by the man sat behind you? Or listening to an elderly man’s vast mobile phone music library consisting of two songs; flying without wings and an Alicia Keys number?
Screaming babies, 13 year olds smoking weed and the odd nutter aside, public transport is often a highly entertaining method of getting to work, and saves a heck of a lot on parking fees. :)
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