For those who are used to the convinence and ease of the London public transport system, you may experience a severe shock to the system when coming to gold ol' norn' iron'. We unfortuantly, do not have a tube system, tram system, monorail system or such. We can bearly get a train for Belfast to dublin. And on the occassional occurance which that can occur, a bridge falls down, which the train line runs over. So, to the buses. Translink, our ONLY public transport company, provide buses, trains and soforth. As an example of their delightful service (Which I am lucky enough to experience each and every morning). Monday am: leave for the bus stop 20 mins before it arrives...incase it decides to be super early. Stand at a freezing cold, unsheltered bus stop, for 30mins, until the (only) morning bus arrives. Get on the mongilisious bus, to find that the engine blows up - so a small trip to the depot, to change to a bus from the 1940's. Arrive at destination braindead, hypothermic and exhausted. The average belfasters commute.
Oh yes, and did I point out, if you phone up to complain, they hang up on you.
As they say: EYEOOOOOOOOOOO.
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