BRT Bus Drama

I normally say 'Lagos is not for the faint-hearted' and that's because the hustle and bustle of Lagos can be overwhelming at times, did I say at times?? Ejor, it's 'most times'. It takes 101% patience to live and survive in this City.

The other day, Ope and I  were on our way to work, we got into a bus heading to Yaba from Iyana-Ipaja and began our gists and stories. About 20 minutes into the journey (haha, it's actually a journey because of traffic) the bus just stopped abruptly, This was the third time in the week that the buses we took to work kept getting faulty in the middle of the journey, so I thought it was one of those normal drills; check the engine, screw and unscrew one or two things and put water into that small jerry can like thing in the bonnet and we can continue our journey.

We got down from the bus and the driver pretended to check the engine and then told us plainly that we need to get another bus to continue our journey if we don't want to be late for work.

 Alaye just laidat!!!! 😢

We were running late and the traffic wasn't it at all and the driver refused to give us our full fare. Oga stopped a BRT bus for us and asked us all to get in while he negotiated the price with the BRT Conductor. On getting in, we found out all the seats were taken and we had to stand from Ikeja to Yaba. LOL. I told Ope that I couldn't stand o, how can I stand in a moving bus? She laughed and reminded me that This is Lagos.

I've always thought to myself that standing in a moving vehicle is weird. I see people packed up like sardines in a moving BRT and I say a silent prayer that nothing will get me to that point where I will have no other option than to stand but here I am today, Standing tall and elegant, LOL.

Nobody got down from the BRT till we were halfway to Yaba. After targeting the person that intended to drop, I rushed to be the first to get his seat, I was the Usain Bolt of BRT, I even had to lap Ope as we proceeded (what we do for friendship)😉

I still remember the pains I felt after we got down from the BRT. I felt like giving out my thighs for a some pieces of Bole. I didn't want it again because Ope sucked out all the life from my laps plus all the long minutes of standing. My standing experience on the BRT wasn't sweet at all but my fear is that it will still happen again, I haven't prayed to be more wrong in all my life.

Do you have a not-so-good BRT or Bus experience you'd like to share? Tell me in the comment section.