Taking the bus

We took the bus to Ngee Ann City this afternoon to listen to that vacation chat. We had decided not the drive to Orchard Road. We were at the office and I checked the bus guide - the 65 bus would take us all the way to Orchard Road and drop us off somewhere near there. If we left the Goo at the office and walked out to the bus stop, we would have to walk back to the office, so I told HH that we should park the Goo near the main road and hop on the bus.

So we drove off towards the main road, hunted for a spot near the bus stop that didn't break any traffic laws or incur any parking penalties and left the Goo there. We parked about 10 feet from the bus stop!!

The bus ride to Orchard Road was uneventful. The bus was air-conditioned and we managed to get seats, so the ride was comfortable. However there was this Filipino lady who provided us with entertainment. She was seated directly behind us and she had got onto the bus before we did. During the whole journey, she was on the mobile phone - alternatively talking in Talagog and English. We didn't pay attention to her conversation but she was still at it when we got off for Ngee Ann City.

After our vacation talk, a short walk along Orchard Road and dinner at Sushi Teh with V, we headed for the bus stop near Somerset Station to get onto the 65 bus back to the Goo. The bus would be in around 3 minutes, according to time the bus arrival guide displayed. We quickly got onto the bus and headed upstairs of the double-deck to look for seats.

HH told me to move forward to somewhere near the middle and we found our seats and plonked ourselves into our seats. We observed that there quite a few Indians on the bus and surmised that they would get off along Serangoon Road. A short distance further long, a whole lot of Indians onto the bus at Selegie Road. Our nostrils were assailed by the smell of coconut oil.

Less than 2 minutes earlier, I had offered HH some aromatherapy bergamot oil as he said he was tired and I had taken out my standby White Must perfume oil from Body Shop for myself.

We looked at each other and burst out laughing.

Betul cakap, saya tidak boleh tahan bau minyak kelapa dan bau pelur basi - busuk nya itu wangi hingga boleh muntah!!

I rummaged in my handbag and started dabbing my White Musk perfume oil again on my wrists to mask the nauseating odours.

Saya tahan itu bau busuk hingga kita sampai tempat kita letak kereta.

The bus ride back to the Goo was long and ardous - I guess we were tired from walking along Orchard Road, also taking into consideration the great BA-OO (or smells) I had to tahan.

It was a great relief to get off the bus and get back onto the Goo.

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