On the buses

Most mornings, a most inhospitable environment greets me for my journey to work on the bus. There are newspapers trampled all over the floor and wedged in between the seats, often strategically placed to camouflage coffee spillages and globs of chewing gum. Reluctant to discover what lies beneath, I can only catch glimpses of articles in my neighbour's newspaper, silently willing them to skip the sports section and to stay on the same page long enough for me to read the interesting points.
 
When there aren't any reading materials within view, I can always sit quietly and enjoy the music blaring out from various MP3 players. Although the surly and defensive DJs rarely welcome requests, this seems irrelevant as the poor sound quality means the songs often can't be identified.
 
I also find it intriguing that some passengers seem blissfully oblivious to their inconsiderate 'mouth breathing' and sharp elbows whilst they trap me in the window seat yet decide it would be impolite to move into a vacant seat when it becomes available.
 
This morning, I caught the bus into town a little earlier than usual. I found a pristine stack of newspapers by the luggage rack and managed to secure a seat to myself, for the whole peaceful journey.
 
This was a new and most welcome experience. For those of you who use public transport, I'm sure you'll agree that this is a seemingly minor and insignificant treat but it can make all the difference to the day ahead. My advice would be to try and catch that earlier bus or train; it would appear that inconsiderate travellers are also late risers.
 
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