I have a couple of nuances. Ok. I have a whole host of foibles (not to be confused with furballs). Getting to work sometimes requires me to take public transport. This is greeted by mixed feelings. Anxiety because I rarely catch public transport. Excitement because I get to sit and listen to music and not be stuck in traffic. Today I almost got off at the wrong station. Then I missed a bus. It's all in the timing folks, and in Sydney, if you ain't got your timing right, you are going to have to wait and wait. Walking from the train station to the bus stop involved walking through knee length grass on a sandy, rocky path in sandals. Hello snakes!
But as it turns out, my walk through a grassy knoll fared me well. I arrived at work on time. Early even. Bravo Sydney public transport. For today at least. I am sure you are truly relieved.