…but I tried to deal with it in a calm manner. This morning I went on a bus adventure. To get to work I can either take a bus the whole way, or take a train almost the whole way and a short bus ride for the rest. The downsides of the train+bus route is a) the train requires 1 transfer, sometimes 2, b) it is more expensive, and c) it takes longer. The downside of the bus option is that there are only 3 buses I can catch in the morning, and 3 I can catch in the evening. I`m such a “I`ll leave when I leave” person that I often take the train+bus. The only frustration with this is that there are 3 buses that I can take from the station to work. Two of them take me all the way and 1 only part way. The rest of the way is a short walk up a hill. This latter bus comes more often than the other 2 (that would take me all the way to work) so I often use it and walk the extra bit.
This morning I took the train and on the way to the station my knee started acting up so I didn`t want to walk that last distance uphill. I waited for a number 4 or 6 because these are the two buses that I can remember going to NTT. I took the 4 but basically, it was going in the opposite direction of work. I couldn`t tell at first though because I am horrible at recognizing streets and determine direction here. I should really buy a compass…seriously. Luckily the bus only took me as far as the station before the one I just got off at. So I got back onto the train and redid the whole bus thing…turns out that there is 4 that leaves from stop 1 and 4 that leaves from stop 2…I had the wrong stop.
As a result I came to work an hour after I thought I would. What`s the point of this though? Oh…that the train system is great. I love it! Buses are a little more confusing though. They have numbers, but people refer to them by their destination names. It takes a while to catch onto the names and the kanji and even then…I am used to thinking of buses in terms of numbers.