Hm. If only using public transport in Auckland offered up such dilemmas. Today I’ve experienced broken signage, late buses, confusing bus stop maps, a website that can’t process forms and a really unhelpful, surly driver.
Must be time for another trip to Wellington …
The boy-child, blissfully unaware of the manners’ maze that awaits him.
ZimmerBitch has relocated to Wellington for a few well-deserved days of coffee and socialising and socialising over coffee.
One consequence of this is a reliance on public transport; something that’s a bit alien to my usual car-borne existence. Wellington has pretty good public transport in my experience. I know the locals complain and to be honest, the airport-Hutt Valley bus is criminally expensive, but in general whenever I’m in the capital I find I can walk a short distance to a bus-stop and before long a bus comes along that is willing to take me someplace interesting faster than I could walk.
This morning, I had to get from my hotel in funky Cuba Street to Victoria University’s Pipitea campus; a relatively short and mainly picturesque walk, but not one I wanted to do in heels.
Being relatively early…
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