We ended lesson at 12 noon. After having lunch at a nearby restaurant, Eunice, Pei Yu, Wen Zhen, Chloe, Si Ying, Ivan, Rui Hon and I were intended to go to a place, or rather shopping mall which was supposed to have shops selling printers. Ivan remembered his buddy telling him about a building which had printer shops and he was to lead all of us there. However somehow along the way, we got “lost”. We ended up at Bin Hai Road.
The uber nice scenery at Bin Hai Road
We made many calls and found out that the building was actually located near Victory Underground Shopping Mall. We could have taken bus no. 414 all the way from school but instead we took BRT and changed to tram to reach Bin Hai Road. Then we took bus no. 22 back to Victory. Those were unpleasant rides as we had to squeeze with the crowd half the time on the bus, without knowing when the bus will jam break, stop or move off.
By the time we reached the area which Victory was located, it was already near to 6pm. We could not contact the buddy which pointed the mall with printer shops in it still, so we decided to have dinner before continuing the search for the mall. Dinner was a good one. No Ajisen this time, it was some Japanese Ramen stall too though. We have never seen it in Singapore before. Perhaps it was time for a good change.
It was just hours before shops closed for the day and we only managed to see a few fax machines at the departmental store. Exhausted we are, but we chose to take a bus ride home. It was the first time I took a bus at night. We decided to give the first bus a miss because it was too crowded. Little did we know that the next bus which came, there were also many people.
When the first bus arrived, we saw the ugly sides of people as they all ran frantically towards the bus door even before it opened. Shocked by the actions of these people, we have made up our minds to be part of them just for that moment when the second bus arrived. We stationed ourselves right at the door where it would open. Even then, people stood in front of us on the road! They did not really care what others would think of them. It was perfectly fine to just cut queue and push and squeeze your way through using your bag, hands, just anything! That we have all accepted their actions. It was just how they fight their way up to survive in the crowd. If not, they would perhaps have to wait for the next bus, the third or the fourth. Don’t you think so?
In all, it was a “packed” day in a sense, we more or less became a sardine after a day of taking more then 3 rides on the public transport..
We made many calls and found out that the building was actually located near Victory Underground Shopping Mall. We could have taken bus no. 414 all the way from school but instead we took BRT and changed to tram to reach Bin Hai Road. Then we took bus no. 22 back to Victory. Those were unpleasant rides as we had to squeeze with the crowd half the time on the bus, without knowing when the bus will jam break, stop or move off.
By the time we reached the area which Victory was located, it was already near to 6pm. We could not contact the buddy which pointed the mall with printer shops in it still, so we decided to have dinner before continuing the search for the mall. Dinner was a good one. No Ajisen this time, it was some Japanese Ramen stall too though. We have never seen it in Singapore before. Perhaps it was time for a good change.
It was just hours before shops closed for the day and we only managed to see a few fax machines at the departmental store. Exhausted we are, but we chose to take a bus ride home. It was the first time I took a bus at night. We decided to give the first bus a miss because it was too crowded. Little did we know that the next bus which came, there were also many people.
When the first bus arrived, we saw the ugly sides of people as they all ran frantically towards the bus door even before it opened. Shocked by the actions of these people, we have made up our minds to be part of them just for that moment when the second bus arrived. We stationed ourselves right at the door where it would open. Even then, people stood in front of us on the road! They did not really care what others would think of them. It was perfectly fine to just cut queue and push and squeeze your way through using your bag, hands, just anything! That we have all accepted their actions. It was just how they fight their way up to survive in the crowd. If not, they would perhaps have to wait for the next bus, the third or the fourth. Don’t you think so?
In all, it was a “packed” day in a sense, we more or less became a sardine after a day of taking more then 3 rides on the public transport..
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