Five Things I hate About Travelling On Public Transport

With me being visually impaired, I tend to travel on public transport quite a lot, and I thought that I would tell you five of the things that I hate about doing so.

A large Red rectangular Train next to a stone platform with a medium height woman with blonde hair wearing a yellow coat, a black skirt, some black tights, and a pair of black heels, and some various other people also stood on the platform, on a bright background.

A picture of a woman stood on a Train platform.

  1. Bad drivers.
    I’m not saying that all drivers are bad drivers, as i’ve had some brilliant drivers who had driven the route so smoothly that I didn’t even realise that we had gone around a roundabout. But for some reason, most of the drivers that I seem to get think that the Bus is their own personal racing car, and tend to turn corners so sharply that I usually end up flying forward. For instance, I once had a Bus driver that drove so badly that once I had gotten off of the Bus I physically threw up, which wasn’t a pretty sight, haha!
  2. Rude people.
    I don’t know why, but for some strange reason, everyone seems to have lost all sense of manners, and think that being rude and pushing and shoving their way on will get them on much faster. For instance, the other day I was physically pushed onto a Train by an extremely rude gentleman, who couldn’t wait more than two seconds to board the Train. The only thing that pushing me achieved was that I went much slower, which intern meant that he also boarded the train much slower too.
  3. Mother’s with pushchairs.
    Picture the scene if you can. I’ve boarded my Bus and have found myself a seat a couple of rows from the front of the Bus, and am on my way to my destination. Then a Mother with an extremely large pushchair boards the Bus, and parks it incredibly haphazardly in the space that’s designated for Wheelchair users and Guide Dog owners. The Bus carries along on it’s route and I eventually arrive at my stop and try to depart the Bus, but unfortunately I can’t get off, as not only is the pushchair that large that it actually overflows into the aisle, but the child within said pushchair has also fallen asleep and the Mother is now nicely glaring at anyone attempting to navigate themselves around it. So I attempt to navigate myself and a 150cm white cane around the pushchair, but because it takes up most of the aisle, I of course accidentally knock the pushchair and awake the sleeping child which means that the Mother starts moaning because someone has awoken her child, and it’s apparently all my fault. Um… no love, it’s your fault for having a pushchair that large that it can’t fit in the designated place.
  4. Another thing that really irritates me about Mother’s with pushchairs is their sense of entitlement. For example, a good friend once told me that she witnessed a Mother flatly refusing to move her Pushchair and let a Wheelchair user board, simply because her child was sleeping, despite being nicely asked by the Bus Driver to do so.

    In my opinion, the space that a pushchair is parked in on either a Bus or a Train should be for Wheelchair users and Guide Dog owners only. You chose to have a child, people with a disability didn’t choose to be disabled, and Mother’s with Pushchairs should be made to fold their pushchairs up, store them somewhere, and sit down like everyone else does.

  5. No audio announcements.
    For those that don’t know, on some selected services across the country, there are audio announcements that tell people with a visual impairment what stop they are at and what stop is next. Unfortunately though, this fantastic service isn’t available on all services, and is therefore left up to the conductor to announce where they are and what stop is next over an extremely old and cracky tannoy, or on some services is just totally abandoned all together.
  6. Door buttons right next to the door handle.
    Picture the scene if you can. I have arrived at my destination and am getting off of the Train, so naturally reach for the handle at the side of the door to hold onto something as I use my White Cane to figure out where the gap ends and the platform begins. But because the button that operates the door is only a centre-meter or two away from the handle, I accidentally graze the button and force the door to close with me unfortunately stuck in the middle of it.

There’s a lot more things that I hate about travelling on public transport, but I thought that I would just tell you five of them.

Is there anything that you hate about travelling on public transport? What is it? Please let me know down below.

Luke x

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One Comment:

  1. I hate it when public transport doesn’t have audio announcements. If you’re not local or don’t know the route, how are you supposed to know where you are?

    I once got pushed to the side by a man getting on the tube. Luckily, I managed to stay upright and got on straight after him. No apologies or anything!

    Massive steps between the train and the platform. At our local platform, you have to launch yourself up onto the train as the height difference is so bad. I have no idea why they don’t raise the platform.

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