THE RETURN OF THE INTERDIMENSIONAL OMNIBUS

I caught the legendary Interdimensional Omnibus today. Last time I tried, I got on the wrong one and ended up in the town centre, where I had to catch a train (of all things) to get back to my own timeline and reality.

I was more awake this time. The Number Fifteen came rattling along the road, squeaked to a stop, and I got on board.

I don't really understand how it took me longer to get to work than it would have taken to walk it. Somehow or other the route is actually longer through the wormhole.

There was a notice about Stockholmhaven on the bus today. It advised us to:

"... please remember that large items may not be accepted on this bus. Check with the driver before buying."

How are you supposed to do that? I wondered. Could I text him, or do I have to bring the driver around the store with me? I can't imagine him appreciating either option. And if I rush out of Stockholmhaven and ask him whether he'll let me bring Kallax, or Hemnes, or Skatval, aboard the Interdimensional Omnibus, and then rush back in to actually buy it, what happens if he drives off and I have to wait for the next one? Would she, the new driver, have any idea what I was going on about?

Anyway, the bus shuffled downhill through the traffic, arrived at Stockholmhaven (where it terminates) and I jumped out and walked the rest of the way over the motorway, through the village, and into work.

I'm not sure it's worth it - it's £2 per trip and the only thing I've saved is my energy (and even then, I think I've walked at least half the distance I would normally have walked anyway). And mysteriously, all of that took longer than strapping into my hiking boots and striding the whole way myself.

However, as is often the case with travelling between overlapping dimensions through an Einstein-Rosen bridge, I reckon I might be glad of it going uphill.