Mark A
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« Reply #5 on: August 28, 2022, 12:19:44 » |
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I enjoyed another pair and a half of out and back trips on the Melksham bus but through to Devizes, and the first involved the connection onto the Devizes-Swindon bus. All worked well, including that last bus back to Bath, a very civilised departure from Devizes after 10pm, always good to emerge (from the Black Swan) and see the bus and driver waiting at the stop across the road.
The next morning, back on the 7:40 am from Bath, which was almost half full, various people doing Bath - Melksham and Melksham - Devizes with a few to pick up along the way too, a few regulars from the likes of Shaw pretty well being greeted by name by the driver. Faresaver drivers seem far less ground down by the work experience than do First and travelling with them is a more pleasant experience as a result.
Return was on the train after ten pm from Avoncliff, where the darkness of the towpath gives way to the arty beneath handrail led lighting to the steps down to the station which is an island of somewhat overlit brightness - though the lights are motion sensitive and gently dim somewhat when they do not sense something moving. Train was four minutes off the timetable but all good. Bus for the last mile in Bath was non-existent.
(An aside, lights that light on motion and extinguish completly 2 minutes after they think movement ceases don't make for a good waiting environment whether on stations or work environments. St Erth, I'm looking at you). Avoncliff's are lovely and even dim/raise slowly, which is a very important detail for security, though the minimum setting could probably be turned down about 5 notches.
Oh, and Bristol on Friday evening just after six pm and in a bit of a hurry. The busy centre had a lot of buses, but running empty. Also a number of hairy conflicting movements between people cycling / people on scooters / people on foot. And an amazing amount of vehicle traffic, including the chap who was reversing, gingerly, 150 metres out of a cycle path.
Heading for Temple Meads, not knowing Bristol's services, I completely failed to unravel the mass of buses, stops and diversions (the bascule bridge being shut had diverted several). Finally found a stop for the number 8,9 and a bus due in ten minutes on the display. The display counted down and at the due time, the service vanished from sight and the next, in 15 minutes, listed itself. Thought 'Sod that' and walked to Bristol Bridge and a stop just past there from which everything would run to the station - at which point I was two thirds there anyway but a bus *did* appear more or less immediately.
Then, Bristol Temple Meads. The haul up the ramp, and to the ticket office. Big left pointing arrows on the windows, saying 'Closed, temporary ticket office this way'... following the arrows led me to... precisely two ticket machines at the left hand end of the row of windows, both out of order.
Presenting myself at the barrier, dishevelled, dirty, tired, feeling like a complete idiot as I've used Bristol loads of times with a pitiful plea 'Please could you tell me where the ticket office is?' The chap there was as mystified as to what had happened to me as I was, and quickly let me through to buy a ticket from the excess ticket desk inside the barrier, where two GWR▸ people were deep in a sustained conversation. They came round quickly though and whisked up a ticket and instructions for the 7pm London train.
Back to Bath, and as usual, buses for the last mile now non-existent, and the need for speed still great, so, taxi, who let me off 20p of the fare which was above and beyond.
Apologies for the bus/rail essay, reading it is not compulsory of course.
Mark
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