My Opera【Day3】 Accidental Crashes
Friday, July 21, 2006 2:12:10 AM
1st Accident
I intended to have a look at those rental house, one that sounds near my working place while actually across the HP River.
Interestingly, I planed to go there on foot in the name of getting familiar to the roads in SH.
I kept on walking and checking all buildings and road signs around.
I am a little uncomfortable with road signals as they are complicated, enven the same road, once encounter a crossing would change to a new name.
In addition, I really caught sight of what the real side of SH is-----those poorly constructed places, traditional yet underdeveloped--- some houses are enven without electricity.
It seems that I have mixed up all the directions and was just walking along a circle, yet on my way I found SH Acdemic School of Social Sciences and paid a short visit to its well-eqipped classrooms and dorms. ----A nice place to study and take lectures.
What make things more intereting was that On my way back, I deliberately took another bus with a stop seemingly where i live while #43 (the bus I depend on from work to home) was right there.
So #218 took me a long road to JJ Park , going on the highway I just looked up to the day before and leading me to a darker place-- those distices there are regared as "rural areas" in SH.
As it was around 8 p.m. , these areas in the darkness seemed more a little bit frightening. The weather was so wet that whenever the bus door opened, my glasses would be covered with a layer of mist instantly with a gust of heated air.
Thus at this point my glasses were blured while my sandals were broken----maybe I walked and ran so much today and it went broken when the bus driver make a sharp brake.
So i made an instant decision to get off the bus at a stop that seemed safter and take the same bus back where #43 was at Cao Hejing. Yet when i checked the bus bulletin, I found that 735 would lead me to Hong Cao N. R.---another familiar name ------so i took it and got off at this stop. Luckily, when I was just regretting having got on #735 as it went so differently with #218 , I found that my cute #43 was just there, the same with #735.
Then there comes a question of orientation, i first mixed up with that but i realized my home is just one-bus-stop away ---all i need to do is walking and turning and walking for 5m.
So I finally got home, safe and sound, with adeventure of buses and roads. Luckily i did not got lost and my lovele #43 was always there.
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Accident 2
On my trip on #218
Due to traffic jam, the bus was stuck up between two cars, one on each end of the bus.
So the car-owner begined to shout at the bus driver, full of discrimination, saying the bus shall forever go in the inside steet, never grant the rights to bother them.
The bus driver, in response, shut all windows and doors. He did not start up a fierce qurral with the car-driver, nor did he start the bus.
Yet a heated discussion in the bus was started by bus-takers---most of SH locals.
They commmented and critized in SH dialect-- so funny to listen to.
The issued was settled in 30s as the policeman came and just let go us,and letting car drivers cleared out a way for us.
seems that really the rights of the mass overweight the right of individuals.[/COLOR][/FONT]
I intended to have a look at those rental house, one that sounds near my working place while actually across the HP River.
Interestingly, I planed to go there on foot in the name of getting familiar to the roads in SH.
I kept on walking and checking all buildings and road signs around.
I am a little uncomfortable with road signals as they are complicated, enven the same road, once encounter a crossing would change to a new name.
In addition, I really caught sight of what the real side of SH is-----those poorly constructed places, traditional yet underdeveloped--- some houses are enven without electricity.
It seems that I have mixed up all the directions and was just walking along a circle, yet on my way I found SH Acdemic School of Social Sciences and paid a short visit to its well-eqipped classrooms and dorms. ----A nice place to study and take lectures.
What make things more intereting was that On my way back, I deliberately took another bus with a stop seemingly where i live while #43 (the bus I depend on from work to home) was right there.
So #218 took me a long road to JJ Park , going on the highway I just looked up to the day before and leading me to a darker place-- those distices there are regared as "rural areas" in SH.
As it was around 8 p.m. , these areas in the darkness seemed more a little bit frightening. The weather was so wet that whenever the bus door opened, my glasses would be covered with a layer of mist instantly with a gust of heated air.
Thus at this point my glasses were blured while my sandals were broken----maybe I walked and ran so much today and it went broken when the bus driver make a sharp brake.
So i made an instant decision to get off the bus at a stop that seemed safter and take the same bus back where #43 was at Cao Hejing. Yet when i checked the bus bulletin, I found that 735 would lead me to Hong Cao N. R.---another familiar name ------so i took it and got off at this stop. Luckily, when I was just regretting having got on #735 as it went so differently with #218 , I found that my cute #43 was just there, the same with #735.
Then there comes a question of orientation, i first mixed up with that but i realized my home is just one-bus-stop away ---all i need to do is walking and turning and walking for 5m.
So I finally got home, safe and sound, with adeventure of buses and roads. Luckily i did not got lost and my lovele #43 was always there.
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Accident 2
On my trip on #218
Due to traffic jam, the bus was stuck up between two cars, one on each end of the bus.
So the car-owner begined to shout at the bus driver, full of discrimination, saying the bus shall forever go in the inside steet, never grant the rights to bother them.
The bus driver, in response, shut all windows and doors. He did not start up a fierce qurral with the car-driver, nor did he start the bus.
Yet a heated discussion in the bus was started by bus-takers---most of SH locals.
They commmented and critized in SH dialect-- so funny to listen to.
The issued was settled in 30s as the policeman came and just let go us,and letting car drivers cleared out a way for us.
seems that really the rights of the mass overweight the right of individuals.[/COLOR][/FONT]
