Ever had to get down from a public vehicle simply because you're being suffocated?
Or have you ever decide to stay until you get to your destination but you can't seem to move because of muscle pains?
It's frustrating how one decides to finally leave the house for something that seem very important but ends up in a public vehicle that makes the whole travel experience even worse for you. I've had a lot of worse car experiences but for this topic asking to know the craziest one I've had, I'll share one I can't seem to forget.
It was supposed to be a short, quick and smooth drive until we set out...
I had to take a public bus to get something from a store about 20 minutes away from home. I could have used my leg benz but I needed it as fast as I could to travel with it. So that was how I ended up in an almost filled vehicle, I was actually glad I found that particular one since they won't waste time looking for more passengers.
They made me sit between the driver and another passenger in front of the vehicle. See me feeling okay at first until the driver tried talking to the other passenger next to me, bad mouth odor almost sent me jumping out of the window 😂 I couldn't say anything but hold my breathe whenever he speaks.
Maybe it was because of the mouth odor, the once short and smooth drive became way too slow for me. The annoying thing was the driver talked too much that he gave me almost no breathing space. It even got to a time I had to hold my nose with my hands to make it a little obvious that I was suffocating but the passenger next to me couldn't let him notice as he kept asking more questions.
Well, I regretted wasting my time trying to breathe in fresh air when I decided to step down even before I got to my destination. I had to walk down to my destination instead but still paid the exact amount. It was fine, so long I could get my breathe back. That experience actually got me thinking about those who pay to breathe daily.
Going back, I was to go in the first vehicle that came by but they were suggesting I stay inside the bus to be congested again. It was like I was under some trauma, I immediately refused to step in and decided to wait until I found a tricycle that would let me stay in a corner to breathe in fresh air without any difficulty.
I don't like too much speed but I hate slow rides too, especially when I am trying hard to survive a very uncomfortable situation. All these experiences are signs for me to get my own ride but that's still a bit of a far reach for me as I'm yet to learn how to drive a car. But it was definitely an experience I wouldn't want to have again.
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