You could call me pessimistic. Or backward. Or
unappreciative. Or all the three. But finding an air conditioned bus on an
African road was the last thing I ever imagined.
It was one of those days when you get on a journey and all you wish
for is to fall into some deep, long slumber, and only wake up to the sight of
your destination’s signpost. Or any feature that signals the end of your horror
treat. This trip came at a time when I would have killed to skip any journey of
sorts, road or air. The previous week had been a rather long one.
This, of course, wasn’t in my beloved Uganda. We are still millions
of years away from attaining such a feat (OK. That’s a bit exaggerated, but you
get the picture). We need better roads more. We need those potholes gotten rid
of, before we can start dreaming of comfortable road trips, self-driven or
public.
Whoever is going to invest in such an expensive venture, both in
initial purchase and maintenance, would have to be sure of roads before staking
their hard earned capital.
A client call the previous week had requested for my technical
input at a product pitch meeting in some far-flung township, somewhere in the
heart of Lilongwe, the country’s capital. I happened to be staying in Blantyre.
So you can imagine my immediate reaction, given my psychological state at the
time. This wasn't welcome news, certainly.
I asked around for the best transport means I could use, and
someone recommended Axa Coaches. I contemplated hiring a private car. My
initial perception about public road transport was the usual stale,
fuel-infused reek that leaves your head in a spin, before you even get to your
seat.
Oh, and probably that half empty mineral water bottle just
underneath the seat in front of you. Or a tanned banana peel forsaken below the
seat ahead. Probably left as evidence that the bus had a stop-over at
Namawojjolo or Lukaya on its previous trip. I dread bus trips.
Now, I have seen, and heard of buses that offer serviettes to
passengers that have snacks on the way. Elgon Flyer, plying the eastern region
to Mbale used to do this. It was the same for Gaagaa, plying the northern
route, then. I hope they still do. I certainly hadn’t seen one that offers a
free snack and drink. It was on my first bus trip in this new region on a not
so short trip to the capital, all of 300+ Kilometers away.
The interior cuts an executive look, with properly lockable luggage
cabins, while the seats have sufficient leg room. The tickets bear the
passenger’s seat number, names and next of kin contact, just in case of any
eventuality. You are asked all these details at the time of booking, which is a
good move, in my view.
All seat-belts are still intact, clean and functional. A travel
hostess makes rounds, ensuring everyone on board has their seat-belts fastened
just before departure. She says the journey’s prayer, and does so many other
things thereafter. Like serving the journey’s snack, and subsequent
announcements during the trip. The bus has two doors. One for boarding, where
tickets are verified at the same time, and the alighting door that is usually
closed during boarding.
There is a loo as well. Situated somewhere on the left side, and
just next to the alighting door. I checked it out. It’s quite fairly passable,
though it did not have tissue. That made it more of a short call sojourn than a
full scale place of convenience. Which is still a plus, all the same. I have
not seen it in a Ugandan bus. This is stuff many a traveller would only expect
to find on a flight. Not your ordinary dust-coated monstrous automobile.
The upper section is fitted with fully operational AC, so one
doesn’t have to open the windows to enjoy a cool breeze. This ensures the
leather seats retain their executive feel. And tidiness. And everything else
good about them. The window curtains are neat and fully retractable, while the
aisle bears a polished red carpet, creating a semblance of comfort, contentment
and any other adjectives you could fix in between to describe a good feeling.
Inside the Axa: Spacious. Comfortable. Cool. That enclosure to the
left (Looking like a fridge) is the loo.
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Another good point was the punctuality. With so many possible
unexpected obstacles on the road, it’s not easy to have accurate estimates for
departure and arrival times. Their scheduled time read 07:00 Hrs. By 07:10 Hrs
we had hit the road, and arrived in Lilongwe in just over 4Hrs 15 Min. Just as
the estimate suggested.
The fare might have been on the higher side for the ordinary folk
(the equivalent of UGX 60,000 or approximately $25), but it’s certainly worth
it. I would recommend it for anyone that happens to be in this part of the
world and they intend to do a long trip to/from the capital. Or any
entrepreneur that wishes to borrow a leaf from Axa. It’s a good idea. It would
certainly give customers value for money. The closest experience to a
self-drive one will get. If your ride is comfortable already, that is. If it's not,
park it home, and use Axa. You will like it.
- Dan B.
Atuhaire
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