Category Archives: Transportation
The almostness of being
There’s something about large, multi-platform railway stations that’s particularly exciting. I think it’s possibility. The air, the sounds, the hectic quiet in the wake of trains – they’re all about chances… second, third, tenth, missed, regained, awaited. Having grown up … Continue reading
Filed under Chennai, Transportation
The Knight Bus
The air-conditioned, well-sprung, pain-free bus service is officially called Vajra Vahini – apparently it means hi-tech bus – no doubt in honour of the BPO salaries that created the niche for it. It is also listed as the Red Bus … Continue reading
Filed under Bangalore, Transportation
Train of thought
Being anti-car in Dubai is getting rather frustrating. Not when I stroll easily through the snarl that is Trade Centre Roundabout during Gitex. Not when I can leave the cab in the stationary traffic on the Sheikh Zayed service road … Continue reading
Filed under Dubai, Transportation
Bus no. 402
Public transport drivers have to answer questions all the time. “Does this go to Al Khoz?” (Yes, fool, that’s what it says on the front.) “Is this the Crowne Plaza stop?” (Do you see the Crowne Plaza anywhere?). It usually … Continue reading
Filed under Dubai, Transportation
A methodic madness
The wonderful thing about flying with the client is that you are guaranteed to go Business Class. The wonderful thing about flying Etihad is not the one-and-a-half-hour drive to Abu Dhabi, it’s the flat beds. Luckily Kevin was also the … Continue reading
Filed under Transportation
You can check out any time you like, but…
The shiny new Bangkok airport is difficult to depart from. You walk for a hundred miles and then find it was in the wrong direction because the arrows on the signs are trying to be funny. So you walk the … Continue reading
Filed under Thailand, Transportation
Of all the places in all the world…
Another trip at short notice because someone else dragged their feet, but hey – it’s Casablanca! I landed around eight in the morning, local time. (Maybe. I don’t wear a watch or pay attention to announcements.) The airport was small … Continue reading
Filed under Morocco, Transportation
