Monday, October 15, 2012

Living like a local #1

I ran to catch the bus for the first time today!



I'm going to remember to press the bell before my stop today.  Isn't that self-explanatory, you ask?  Well... So I was riding back from Mong Kok the other night. Knew where my stop was and everything. The bus driver was pulling into the stop so I walked to the exit door. Why isn't the door opening?  I looked at the guy next to me and no help.  Do I push the door open like the buses in the US?   Nope, nothing written on the door. Oh no, he's driving off...

I hurried over to tell the bus driver I wanted to get off and he muttered "say something earlier next time" and pulled over. I was hoping he would open the front door, but no. I had to walk to the other door, having to walk pass half the bus of people who were probably annoyed or amused. And then I waited for what felt like eternity for the driver to open the door. I've had worst moments but I sorta wanted to crawl into a hole. I just looked ahead and walked at normal speed, imagining the whole bus of strangers staring at me. (okay fine, being melodramatic.)

Apparently you really do need to press this bell. Even if there are people getting on, doesn't mean the exit door will open. And the exit door also isn't automatic.

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