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Name your favourite Dublin Bus journey and why.
Lines MUST close at 4.45pm Midnight tonight.
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My favourite Dublin Bus Journey has to be the 46a, it takes you to all the best places. From the beautiful harbour and piers in Dun Laoghaire, to the historic O’Connell St, right past the GPO and on to the Phoenix Park and Dublin Zoo. The route is like a mini tour of Dublin. Plus any time I’m on it, it usually means I’m going to run into a few friends who’ve also caught it into town, which is always a lovely surprise.
46a is great alright – many great memories on that bus.
My favourite would have to be the old #10 though. UCD to Phoenix Park- or as one bus driver put it to me- ” from one zoo to another” !! I remember (“£1 please”) getting it to college in my first days in Dublin- the sardine- like amount of students rammed onto it in the mornings, the interminable journey down Waterloo road/ Baggot Street back onto Leeson Street, the drunken upstairs shenanigans on student night’s heading into town- the creative use of the bars would put monkeys to shame…
Ah, the patience of the drivers – no wonder they got rid of it !!
The 46A … cos its always Summer in Dublin
And you can hop off and on the 46A to pick you your guitar (no matter where it is)
But the best part is, on the 46A, listen to the drunk on the bus cos he will tell you how to get rich.
I have a soft spot for the 140 because it goes from right outside my door to the magical wonderland that is IKEA. So much flat pack furniture without the petrol money!
the 102, cos you get a scenic coastal drive for less than the price of a cup of coffee.
I don’t like when they go around Dunnet though
77. Got a chicken fillet roll hopped off my head one day coming home from work. Still regret not slapping the smirking little feckers face.
My favourite Dublin Bus journey has to be 140, top deck on a sunny day. Slip onto St. James’s Street after work, talk to some of the characters outside Tony’s and maybe get a bag of chips and sit on the step if you’ve time. Hop on the bus and after rush hour when I usually get out feel like a king sweeping up James’s Street, look into Christ Church sweeping past with people enjoying the sun on the grass or stooped under the arching trees in rain. Coming through the city centre always wakes me up before heading home, seeing what people are heading to watch in the cinema or meeting friends on O’Connel St.! Many’s a time I’ve made it home only to get the 140 back in to meet a few friends and hop out a little closer to one of the small pubs tucked off Dame St. :)
My favourite bus journey? Probably the 76 as it held so many memories for college. I went to college in Tallght, all my friends lived in Clondalkin at the time and the summers we would get it up to Tallaght to connect with the 65 so we could get to Blessington. There was a bus driver called Brian I think it was, small grey haired old man whom would always smile and even in the pouring rain always made sure there was room on the bus and if no would say why not. Tallaght college holds a tonne of happy memories, I failed my course but it was not about that as the people I met fifteen years ago now remain my best friends in the world that I call them family. I remember bringing a girl I knew called Lisa on a date to the Square and being a broke student I could only afford a cinema ticket and a Happy Meal , needless to say that one date was fairly arkward (Im not a backdoor bandit but was only coming to terms with it at the time lol!) . The bus brought me to work in Dunnes Stores in Clondalkin, a job which I loathed and a shopping centre I still loathe to this day !! Sitting on top with the lads on the 76 shouting into my phone “Yer getting the boat to England, Im not the father!!, it was one night!…everyone would earwig and then I would shout “I dont care even if you were my sister”. The whole bus would looked shocked!!!! Thanks for the trip down memory lane, Im all nostalgic now…!!!
04:00 67N: The journey itself is rather uneventful but the upper deck anarchy on a Saturday night is comparable to a John Carpenter movie. Rumour has it John Carpenter’s Escape from New York was loosely based on his own experiences in Celbridge and the 67N.
The number 39. I’ve never been on it, but it always makes me stop and think, “where the f**k is Ongar?”
My favourite bus journey?? Probably the 76 as it held so many memories for college. I went to college in Tallght, all my friends lived in Clondalkin at the time and the summers we would get it up to Tallaght to connect with the 65 so we could get to Blessington. There was a bus driver called Brian I think it was, small grey haired old man whom would always smile and even in the pouring rain always made sure there was room on the bus and if no would say why not. Tallaght college holds a tonne of happy memories, I failed my course but it was not about that as the people I met fifteen years ago now remain my best friends in the world that I call them family. I remember bringing a girl I knew called Lisa on a date to the Square and being a broke student I could only afford a cinema ticket and a Happy Meal , needless to say that one date was fairly arkward (Im not a backdoor bandit but was only coming to terms with it at the time lol!) . The bus brought me to work in Dunnes Stores in Clondalkin, a job which I loathed and a shopping centre I still loathe to this day !! Sitting on top with the lads on the 76 shouting into my phone “Yer getting the boat to England, Im not the father!!, it was one night!…everyone would earwig and then I would shout “I dont care even if you were my sister”. The whole bus would looked shocked!!!! Thanks for the trip down memory lane, Im all nostalgic now…!!!
My favourite was on the open top tour bus about 7 years ago. I went on it with a few american friends. Driver was gas and a great singer. Best part was when we passed Heuston station and the driver informed us that it was named after the american singer Whitney Hesuton. His delivery was excellent and he didn’t let on he was joking, nor did I tell them he was. Still laugh when I think about it.
Dunnes!
I used to take the old no. 46 bus home every Tuesday and Thursday after school, from Stillorgan to Shankill. These were the days when school finished at 4pm and not 3.20,how I’d love to work those hours now!, and yet the day felt so long back than. The 46 was always a single decker bus, and always had the same regular drivers. Guaranteed a giggle to hear the shrieks of the BOI workers heading towards Cabinteely when a replacement driver would take the wrong turn away from ballybrack towards killiney, leaving them stranded somewhere in between. Many’s the day I’d stand with the driver to tell him which route the bus followed….we could have taken that bus anywhere! Nobody ever took the 46, it always felt like it was “our” bus, our very own chariot to carry us away from the humdrum of school and delivering us home earlier than the half past three no. 84 we would get on other days. Home just in time for Da’s burger and chips…cos we were working late that day :)
66a or clickety-click-A
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It has to be the 16. Just purely for the look of utter dread and confusion of all the tourists sitting in traffic outside Beaumont wondering is this really Dublin?
The one from Christ Church to Kilmainham….because it’s the only one i’ve been on.
Best bus journey was the 17 single decker bus. It went from Dolphin’s Barn to Blackrock. It went through Rathfarnham, Dundrum around Belfield and on to Blackrock. The journey was lovely though I used to spend more time waiting for the bus to come than actually sitting on it. Sometimes it would be full and I’d have to wait for the next one. I’m sure if I added up all the hours I spent waiting for buses to come during my youth it would outdo all the hours I ever spent doing anything illicit!
The 16A from the airport to Terenure because it means I’m home and the journey through town is a great way to acclimatise myself in preparation for the inevitable madness that will ensue!
My favourite was the 747 to pick up the guy I’m dating when he came home from the states. Sadly he’ll be leaving the country again soon so what was an especially happy journey will also become a sad one.