Wave to the bus everyone

Every afternoon while I wait for my bus there's a nice orderly queue forms for the 142 to Browns Plains.

Today the queue was a bit longer than usual, there must have been at least 50 people waiting. It started in the middle of the block and went pretty much all the way to the corner of Queen Street.

A bus came through the lights with 142 on the front and, as usual, there was a big Mexican wave as 50 odd people moved from one side of the footpath to the other.

Then 50 odd people stood there looking like fairground clowns (the ones you put the ping pong balls in) with their mouths open as the bus drove straight past without stopping. This was accompanied by giggles from people waiting for other buses.

The last time I heard that much laughter at that stop was when someone in a four wheel drive drove past in the wrong direction (Creek Street is one way).

I don't know what the story was, but another 142 pulled up a couple of minutes later. Brisbane buses aren't like London buses where four or five buses on the same route all turn up at the same time. There's usually about half an hour between them. The first 142 certainly had no intention of stopping.

Anyway, I can't complain about public transport being boring. Our own driver had to blow his horn at us to let us know he was pulling up further down the road, because there was no room for him at the actual stop.

It comes in handy being a regular passenger sometimes.