The schedule's pack, thus I didnt make time to meet up every friends, but I'll make up to em when I go back next time.
I woke up 5.30 am to pack toothbrushes and lock my luggage and went out the house at 6.15 am so I could catch a taxi for my 7.45 am bus ride.
The taxi I hailed had a gprs in it, and I sneaked every once a while to check on the route and it was pretty accurate. I'd love to get one for my family.
Passing by a quiet street and took photo of it cos it reminded me so much of my hometown; same double storey design and window panes and balconies, except my town's more decrepitated and dodgy.When I reached to the Golden Mile Complex, I asked Grassland counter girl if I could switch to an earlier bus, but the 7 am bus just took off.
So, I looked for a good spot to sit so I could catch some nap, but 30 minutes waiting after I'm wide awake makes me having real trouble getting the sleep back.
There's lots ppl waiting for their buses out front, the spot I chose was quiet but still near to the entrance.By 7.30, I went looking for my bus and boarded. Just before the journey started, the boss came aboard and greeted everyone while checking out the seats and asking ppl what else do they need. Then he thanked us for using the services while the bus driver distributed mineral bottles. Didnt know still got such services available, Malaysia bus services can sux pretty badly sometimes, this is definitely a perk from the usual services I received. I'd definitely still go back to the service in the future if the services remain as great.
When the bus departed, I took photos of the dawn breaking against concrete jungles. I saw ships as they awakened from their slumber and yawning shipyards with their sea of contennas ready to be lifted.
The ride reminds me of the many bus rides I took before; sarikei to sibu, sarikei to bintangor, kuching to sarikei, klia to kl, air asia terminal to setapak and many more.
It still gives me an air of mellowness that I couldnt quite swallow. I was caught up with my half reminiscent, half awake cos this was my first bus ride from sg to kl.Then the bus arrived at Woodlands custom checkpoint, another first for me.
I saw the sign which forbids ppl to take photos, but as the bus passed by the big drain, I saw a divider which separates the drain from the edge of the sea, and thought wat if somebody tried to smuggle their way in. But the couple of guards sitting nearby squashed the idea.
After everyone checked their passports, the bus continued it's way.
I thought the bus services offered was pretty good, but it mellowed after the JB custom when the bus driver switched on Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull Skeletons. It was in thai.
I had to bear listening to Indy blurting out low drones of thai. Believe me, if I had trouble napping, that woke me right up.
In a zombie state, I sludged through the ride as my brain drooled it's way to oblivion while my body was awake to the public world.
