[心情] Taking the Bus

[viotar (我一定可以)]

    Although unbearably crowded at times, a bus drive could be a relieved
"sojourn" at other times. Pleasures such as gazing out the window, nestling
against the seat, and meditating upon whatever-- all idly-- are a veritable
mind massage peculiar to bus drive. Exclusive joys? Indeed. The same act put
in other situations-- that is, with you yourself behind the wheel-- would at
least lead to several stitches in the hospital.
    Besides its security, a bus drive, as you may argue, also outshines
vehicles like plane, taxi, or even MRT. Technically, the above-mentioned
vehicles promise an equal level of safety; nevertheless they are either too
hasty to be enjoyable, or too expensive to be affordable. Calculation: An
airplane ticket, one-way or more, will cost hundreds of thousands of bus
tickets. Cognition: A train ticket, especially on holidays, would often end
up merely a standing room through the whole trip. Imagination: A taxi drive,
mostly accompanied by penny-fleecing drivers, is often unnecessarily prolonged
by circuitous routes.
    In addition to its casual pace (though too tardy at rush hour) as well as
relative security, a bus drive dangles before you its good old past, too. Its
crumpled cover posters, slightly dilapidated seats, and hair-grizzled masters
tell the story of ages. Sometimes even its smell, hard to pin down one
specific flavor to represent all, reveals the value of history and uniqueness.
    So, next time when you hail a mildly wabbling bus, take off the impatient
look on your face, and put on an expectant smile. The diesel-emitting bus
comes along with a rare access to an almost extinct moment of relief  in
hustle-bustle cities. However urgent the time on your wrist tells, change
your state of mind for a "voyage" among the streams-- hoot! honk! hoot!
honk!-- in this concrete jungle.

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Anything worth doing is worth doing well.

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