Tuesday, October 23, 2007
The bus ride to Scranton
I took a Martz/Trailways bus from New York to Scranton last Friday, so that I could be there for Susan. I didn’t much feel like listening to music, so I left my iPod in my suitcase, which was loaded into the baggage compartment. If I ever go on another lengthy journey by bus, I will not make the same mistake again.
I was one of the last on the bus, which was packed. Directly behind me, a young woman sat next to a young guy. They were strangers, but talked most of the time when she wasn’t on the phone. Every time the guy had an idea for a new line of conversation, he got louder.
Within minutes of the journey starting, a man sitting across from me started snoring, and didn’t stop until he got off, half an hour from the end of the 3 hour journey. More precisely, he did stop briefly when the baby exercising his lungs was taken into the toilet by his parents. The baby continued crying on and off, loudly enough for me to hear him from 15 rows away. And the young lad behind me continued talking loudly enough for me to hear him from 8 rows away, where I moved when the space opened up.
The iPod wouldn’t have drowned it all out, any more than it drowns out all of the noise on the New York City Subway. But it certainly would have made it less irritating!
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I was one of the last on the bus, which was packed. Directly behind me, a young woman sat next to a young guy. They were strangers, but talked most of the time when she wasn’t on the phone. Every time the guy had an idea for a new line of conversation, he got louder.
Within minutes of the journey starting, a man sitting across from me started snoring, and didn’t stop until he got off, half an hour from the end of the 3 hour journey. More precisely, he did stop briefly when the baby exercising his lungs was taken into the toilet by his parents. The baby continued crying on and off, loudly enough for me to hear him from 15 rows away. And the young lad behind me continued talking loudly enough for me to hear him from 8 rows away, where I moved when the space opened up.
The iPod wouldn’t have drowned it all out, any more than it drowns out all of the noise on the New York City Subway. But it certainly would have made it less irritating!
