When you depend on public transportation to go any place, you have to deal with all kinds of dramas and delays, not to mention with all kinds of situations. But that's the beauty of it, because if you ever get tired of your routine, a trip on the bus will bring you in contact with the unexpected or just with a challenge. How you deal with it will either leave you angry or just laughing, but at least you'll have had your adventure for the day.
This is the point of view that four of us had, when we decided to go to Jones Beach by bus, because it was the cheapest mode of transportation. Never mind that the trip was about an hour, and the bus left you quite a distance from the water's edge, still it was cheap.
What we didn't count on, was that quite a few other people had the same brilliant idea, and when we got to the bus stop there was a very, very long line. By the time we got on, we were squashed against the doors, we couldn't even see the driver.
This being a hot, humid summer day, we were suffocating and gasping for fresh air, as it happened that the people near us apparently did not believe in using deodorants, and frankly they stank! The one hour ride seemed to last an eternity, however, thanks to the overcrowding, the conductor did not check for tickets and -- hooray! we at least had a one-way, free ride to the beach.
