Travel Writing

In life, there will always be smells to relate you back to certain places and memories in your life. And unfortunately the one I'm used to smelling and it isn't one im keen to remember - The 36 bus. Theirs no easy way to describe the 36, I could quite easily lie and say I've never been on such an amazing bus/bus service but Its almost impossible to lie.
To my surprise I once managed to get a seat but of course that wasn't before having to stand up for 20 minutes whilst a woman used a seat to carry her shopping rather then put it on the floor. But I couldn't really blame her for the simple fact that there was sick on the bus floor; you should now be starting to get the jift of the smell im consuming. But just because I'm able to sit down that doesn't make the bus any less compact, the bus driver still decides to allow more people on the bus when people are practically licking the windows.
There are three stereotypical categories which each person on this bus fits into and these are.. The youth, also known as 'chavs' to today's generation and there will be an 80% chance that they are blaring Kid Ink whilst shouting on the top of their voices about smoking 'a fat doobie tonight.' These are almost always situated on the back of the bus. Next you have the students, also known as 'hipsters' these type of people are often harder to pick out due to how 'unique' they are. Well like to think they are. They are usually situated either in the middle of the bus or stood up because they're late for college. Finally we have the OAP, also known as a old age pensioner. They're never usually on the bus for long as the most popular drop of point is at broadwalk or tescos.
"Thankfully I'm sat next to an OAP! You cant go wrong they're the most friendly type person you can meet." Yep, I thought that to until I met the ones that use the 36. They're the OAPs which you dread to come across whilst shopping, the ones who are 99% going to judge you by how you walk and look.
I literally count down the stops until my destination, each journey i take seems to take longer and longer. And once your stop finally approaches you have to go through the struggle of attempting to exit a 36 bus, there is what seems like heeps and heeps of sweaty grumpy people in front of you who must see it as a crime to let you get off on your stop. So, usually you do not end off on the stop that you had in mind but usually the 1st or 2nd one after.
If after reading this you're still convinced there is a worse bus then the 36 then you must be clinically insane. Because believe me from many years of experience, the 36 is the most disgusting moving vehicle I've ever set foot in.