We’re usually a pretty jovial bunch at the place I work, and we take a lot of jabs at each other whenever we get the opportunity. For example, we make a lot of fun of my boss for his severe seniority, and another of the coworkers for his Danishness. It’s all in good fun, and are all wholly accurate to who each of us are. Naturally, it would come to little surprise that my relatively insane history of commuting and my love of not driving would come up. I don’t blame them, because like I said before, it’s all true.
Outside of actual commuting and the Toronto Bus Terminal (refer to an older post), there is actually a lot to love about sitting in a bus or train and traveling long distances.
Firstly, the stresses of the road is miraculously transferred from yourself to the driver or conductor as if there some kind of electrical transferance taking place as your butt touches the cushion of your seat. The wonderful high tech lives in which we lead.
Secondly, with my sleep schedule and lifestyle that I lead, I often find myself sitting in vehicles at half-capacity traveling at speeds much faster than the speed limit allows. This is quite a good thig since I tend to cramp up easily and my patience has dropped precipitously to that of a 12 year old.
Still, I’m not entirely sure that I’m able to do all of this without my trusted travel entourage – my iPhone and my camera. It truly is miraculous that we can travel at 100km/h down a stretch of God’s great green earth and enjoy music, interwebs, blog posting and so much more in a device that slips into my pocket with nary a nuisance. I wouldn’t know how I distracted myself before this magical device landed on my lap a year ago. Hell, I think my commute with Deloitte would have been greatly improved (or at least be less sucky) if this little box of wonderfulness was available in Canada at that point.
And where would I be without my camera? The ability to record my memories simply, beautifully, and artistically has given me newfound love for travel. Without it, I would have been content sitting at home, picking up nefarious gaming habits of the massively multiplayer nature.
But you know what I love best about sitting in buses and trains? The chance to hone my thoughts into a blog post that I hope has been witty and entertaining.
Becuase that is how I roll.
Until next time.
S
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