Monday 24 February 2020

Yawn

Trainstation on the right, coaches waiting on the left
Well, after more than a week without doing much apart from knitting, I got back to work. And talk about being thrown into the deep end. Two full days and a third one coming up today. And when I say full days: I mean full days, as both of them were up to 13 hours! Most of it consisting of driving as well. 

Which might explain the title of this post, because it was tiring. The first day not so much, but yesterday was awful. The weather certainly didn't help either, as it was absolutely bucketing it down when I started my day. That got a bit better over the course of the day, but the wind wasn't as quick to follow. 

Not a pond, just a track that was completely flooded next to where we parked
We had storm Ciara two weekends ago. Then last weekend was storm Dennis. This weekend it was a nameless storm, but it was very clear it should have had a name. It was awful. Very strong winds, but also massive gusts of wind that would shake the bus. I really had to keep both hands on the wheel and hold on tight to adjust for every gust that buffeted us. 

Later on in the afternoon it died down a bit, but for this afternoon they are expecting more rain and more wind. Great! Fortunately I have a stand-by shift, which means I am only called upon to do something if the passenger number exceeds the amount of room on the coaches, which leave every five minutes or so. Yesterday I had several empty runs and I would think today they would have more coaches booked, it being a week day. 

Anyway. I was glad to get home last night and was even happier to see my bed. This afternoon I will get going again for another day 'on the buses trains'. Don't worry: the knitting is coming as well...

13 comments:

  1. "it was absolutely bucketing it down"

    You learned British English, and I love it.

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  2. A 13 hour day is no fun especially when you have to fight the wind to keep your bus upright.

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  3. We are all experiencing this stormy weather at the moment. What an amazing bed.

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    1. The bed is from Wimpole Hall in Cambridgeshire (I think). It was his bed, her bed was a little less elaborate.

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  4. Well, if that is your bed - it is extraordinary!!!! I do not think I would ever leave that bed! HA!

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    1. No it isn't my bed, it wouldn't fit in the room I have anyway, so the top would have had to be cut off.

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  5. Gosh Mara that is a lot of consecutive driving in one shift.
    I know you get some breaks but DANG.
    Hugs Cecilia

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  6. We get the occasional wind storm in which the winds are so high, they blow trucks right off the road. It's hard enough to drive a car through that kind of weather, that I can't imagine driving a bus!

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    1. I think we were lucky most storms happened during the weekend, when there are fewer lorries on the road anyway.

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  7. The storm's name was Helen, and they did a lot of fuss about it, almost the world's end, warnings everywhere, parks closed etc etc and at the end we had a strong wind not more and rain, but not at all like Ciara or Dennis.

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  8. I didn't know they named storms by you. Here they name the hurricanes each summer. That's a long day for sure! We drove in some very strong pouring rain for 4 hours through Vegas and beyond while we were driving to Montana.

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  9. With that kind of bed you should not have to work at all. Sell the sucker and retire. LOL. Glad to see you made it with all the adverse weather. Peace, my friend.

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    1. If it were mine, I just might, but alas: it is not mine, and I am not crooked enough to sell it. Not even to retire...

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