Sunday, 11 July 2010
An Unpleasant Journey
I use the express bus - the number 32 - which goes from Tangalle, via Galle and on up to Colombo. There's one every 30 minutes or so, and each slot has a different operator but the buses are more or less laid out identically. I've finally found a row of seats near the back where I can get my legs to fit without sitting sideways and having my knees stick either into the people in the aisle or into the person next to me. Trouble is, as it's at the back, I can't see out the front and so I get travel-sick.
The coming home was far worse. Unfortunately the dental work had taken a lot longer than it should have. The appointment was at 2pm but I needed to get an x-ray and that took around an hour and a half - first queuing to get an invoice from the x-ray machine operator, then paying the invoice at the front desk, then queuing again for the x-ray itself. Crazy! Unfortunately the x-ray showed that the dentist's previous work had left a void and so had to be redone, then I had to wait while she saw another patient, and finally she did some more work on me. I'm not sure why she feels the need to question me "pain?" every time I jump when she hits a nerve but otherwise she seems to be doing everything carefully and methodically and I have faith that it'll be a good job in the end.
There was little for me to hold onto. Sometimes I'd have a hand against the windscreen, other times the door or the roof. Several times I found myself clutching the CD player box, and I was very grateful it didn't come off in my hands. Other people were hanging onto me too, and I felt their full weight every time the driver hit the brakes. So, you can imagine, I was absolutely relieved when we finally made it home to Tangalle. It had been four and a half hours of hell. I virtually fell from the bus when we got there and had to sit on the side for quite a while just to recover enough to walk the last mile or so to the house.
Posted by Clive at 20:04