Commuting is Not for the Weak
I was a long-distance commuter student for one week. A self imposed experiment to see if I could tolerate ETS for two hours a day round trip? As if. I already know I can put up with ETS despite all its short fallings. I was house-sitting for a girlfriend on the other side of the city who had graciously allowed me to use her car as well.
My morning commute was absolutely infuriating. I shared the Whitemud with other single occupant drivers like myself. That is not my grievance. Going north from the Whitemud on any useful street to get to King’s was my commuting headache. Since I pride myself on being on-time if not early, I left a considerable cushion for getting to my morning engagements.
One Tuesday morning on 75th Street, the train guards were stuck in down. I could have read a novel, put on my non-existent make-up, prepared oats on a campstove between my legs, but no, I was in my first ever traffic jam in Edmonton watching the clock.
If it had been class I was so clearly going to be late for, I would not have gone. I can’t bear the responsibility of interrupting a PhD holder just so I can noisily clamber into an inconveniently open chair on the other side of the room. I simply will not do it.
Fortunately for my GPA, I was late for morning Aquasize. I considered not going to that and just swimming lengths so I wouldn’t interrupt the class with my late entry. Then I reasoned that the significantly older than me, near-sighted class wouldn’t be able to see beyond their pool noodles and water dumbbells. Once I got to the pool, I pulled on my suit in record speed and dashed onto deck. My class was still warming up and I was 20 minutes late! Turns out my instructor was also caught in the traffic jam and had just arrived.
I enjoyed the flexibility of having a car and more importantly a house void of roommates for a week, but will not be moving across the city from King’s. How commuters are sane boggles my mind. I will happily stick with my seventeen minute walk.
This post was authored by Sheri Connolly, a 4th year Environmental Studies student at the King’s University College.
Posted: November 16th, 2009 under Connolly, King's Students.
Tags: car, commuting, edmonton, ETS, traffic jams
Comment from Teresa Looy
Time December 15, 2009 at 1:25 pm
I am a long-distance commuter student from the West End and I have to say, bussing to and from King’s SUCKS. On a good day it takes an hour each way; bad days it takes an hour and a half. In -30 weather, the 20-minute walk to King’s from Capilano is also not exactly peachy.
Not to complain about our bus service, but King’s is not particularly well served. If I want to arrive at or leave King’s anytime except peak hours, good luck! I know other commuter students who must commute from even farther, with a commute that is consistently an hour and a half by bus each way.
It’s hard to be stewardly when it comes to transportation. It requires either a change in technology (I’m ready for that LRT extension anytime!) or a change in attitudes. Maybe if I can learn to slow down a bit, I won’t mind an hour’s bus ride – it’s time to think, read, study, or talk to my seat-mate (who invariably sits uncomfortably close to me on the narrow bus seats…). The bike ride, which is approximately 45 minutes, is good for body and soul. The walk from the bus stop to King’s might be cold at times, but it can reconnect me with what the weather is REALLY like…as long as I dress for it!