Rocky Road

You know a bus is vintage when it has no air-con and rattles like an Osim iDesire at the "all-body massage" mode. You know a bus is ancient when it jerks, clanks, bounce, jolt, shake, vibrate more than the balls in a Toto prediction machine.

The ancient 151 I took home yesterday was a nightmare. Each time the driver accelerates, you can see everyone bracing themselves for another round of earth-shattering jerks. I sincerely thought that the bus was going to lose a wheel, lose 2 wheels or split in half. The vibrations got so bad that I tried to minimize contact with any part of the bus. I lifted my legs off the ground, leaned forward and sat on the tip of my bottom.

Where's our world-class public transport?