Waffling about buses and trains

I went to Eurogames today; that's the boardgaming club as opposed to RPGs, and had a couple of good card games with the usual suspects. The travel to get home was less fun, since the bus ran smack into the football crowds (not literally, worse luck, or it might have got through the traffic jam faster). The bus driver, showing excellent sense of initiative, took his bus off into Roberts Road and then up Rokeby and Bagot to Kings Park Road and into town that way. It was supposed to use Hay and Wellington but nothing was moving there in the foreseeable future. It's pretty safe to do that on this last leg, because there is the train going straight from Subi, where the bus diverged, into town, so people don't usually get on the bus at that point.

That would've been plenty, without the train being delayed (in town and then again a couple of times along the run to Midland). Only two stops out from town, the train driver had the wit to close the doors and make the crowd wait for the next train. It was already peak-hour crammed. I saw at least five police cars in Claisebrook and we were told there was a train ahead of us on the track causing the delay, so I'm guessing that there was an "incident," which is the transport authorities' word for somebody trying to kill themselves on the track. I'll never be sure as they usually don't publicise these.

So the journey was at least two hours long. I got Chinese before I went home, being quite hungry still after the mishap with the bagel (don't remember asking for the penicillin as an ingredient), leaving me with only apple strudel and tea for lunch. The cafe is usually much better than this, but the boss is away having an operation.

So glad to finally get home.