Buses.

I often underestimate the amount of time I actually spend on a bus everyday. Getting to the mrt from home is already 10minutes long, not inclusive of waiting time, and the epic 179 route can sometimes stretch to 20mins even if I'm alighting at the north spine (mid-route).

Anyway, I had a couple of interesting incidents with buses today. I began this morning's travel routine with the usual wait at the bus stop opposite my house. The bus stop is an awkward structure stuck in the middle of a thin piece of concrete slab, plastered to seperate the main road from the row of terraced housings behind. So, here's a warning to any of you travellers who might need to take my route too. Bypass it! At worse you would need to walk 100m to your destination. Seriously, this is better than being exposed to the elements. By elements, I mean, dust particles swept up by the multiple Pasir Panjang - Tuas heavy vehicles. I, for one, had a face full of particles and dust today, and good lord! I was wearing lip gloss which had yet to set (Maybe I should say bye to my tendency to do make up on the go, literally). So i ended up with a shade of pink dotted with black dust particles which I had to gingerly pry off without disturbing the coat which I had painstakingly painted on, balancing a mirror, laptop and Norton (insiders will sympathise) simultaneously.

On a better note, I took two shuttle buses today, only to realize that I had bought the bus concession anyway.