How do people spend their time during a bus ride? I've
always wondered about that. Not that it bugs me every waking second, but this
is just one of those things people just think about briefly before shrugging it
off like how do people spend their holidays or what do people do in the morning
every day? Mundane things like that...
For me, if the bus ride is very long or if I'm lugging a lot
of things, I would like to sit down comfortably so that I could rest and
recharge. And in this case, I'm taking a bus to Kuala Lumpur so obviously all passengers
would be sitting down. Imagine standing up for 5 hours! Anyone would've just
sat on the floor!
Due to the length of the bus ride, I prepared a lot of
things to entertain myself from watching videos in my tablet to reading books.
It is hilarious how I tried to think what shows I want to place inside the
tablet and I have to prepare beforehand because the transfer of video files
could take as long as 2 hours. Luckily, I managed to complete watching all the
clips that I transferred into the device, making my bus ride worthwhile.
Occasionally, I drift in and out of sleep and sometimes my dreams would pick
off the last page from a book that I previously read. Such dreams are so
entertaining. It could go on from me being those characters from the story, living out their roles and such dreams seemed so real that it did not feel like a dream. Sometimes, the worlds in those dreams were so disturbing and crazy and never-ending that I could not get out of. Luckily, I would jolt awake and become glad that they were not true at all and were just false realities created by my brain.
Funnily enough for this trip, I hardly listened to my music for entertainment. It was unheard of but I guess there is a first for everything. It's also amazing that I managed to finish reading two books amid all the busy shopping and sight-seeing. When I returned home from my holiday, it felt as if I went to some far place in my own country. It's like I never left the country at all!
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