Miss Bong, Koon and I travelled to KL for PS's wedding. It started with big bus and lorry jam at Tuas and ended with long wait at Puduraya.
The return journey was especially horrible. Puduraya doesn't seem to change a bit ever since don't know how many decades ago. It's still hot, crowded and smoker friendly.
We bought the 2:30 pm tickets but waited for 1.5 hours before the bus finally showed up.
Just look at Miss Bong's face (if you can find her) and you will know how we felt...

The worst's yet to come. When we boarded the bus, someone else had taken our seats. Apparently the bus company oversold the tickets. It again took us some time to bring the lady who sold us the tickets to the bus and negotiate with the bus driver to let us have our seats we so well deserved after the long wait. Finally, we got our seats. But the oil leaking from the top of the bus worried us. The driver couldn't explain the oil, nor could he get rid of the oil. It just kept leaking and we just kept sucking in smelly air and thinking what might happen to the bus, and us. (I know it's silly)
Of course we reached Singapore safely but I don't think I will wanna travel to by bus anymore.
There's good thing though. I bought this cute pants from a very helpful Thai, and I am so glad that R san likes it. Hehe...