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All buses were made just like that. It was a shame that Burnham took away their licenses.
@Bibi Haniffa posted:My great grandmotherâs brother from Golden Grove owned some of those buses. I think one of them was called Luxury Liner. People used to hire the bus to go to Atkinson airport when dem family going to England. Nuff Dholl Puri and fowl curry on board with two bottle XM.
What is up wid u and dis 'dholl' puri ting.
Is Dhall, budday. Dhaaal.
@Sheik101 posted:What is up wid u and dis 'dholl' puri ting.
Is Dhall, budday. Dhaaal.
I stop questioning autocorrect buddaaay.
@Bibi Haniffa posted:I stop questioning autocorrect buddaaay.
Lol. ð
I remember back in the day when my mother family would come from berbice with one of these. Same airport run. They would have everything on top of the bus. From rope to soap.
Obviously I am very young compared to you guys
Who knew chess pieces were made in India? ðŪðģâ
@Bibi Haniffa posted:My great grandmotherâs brother from Golden Grove owned some of those buses. I think one of them was called Luxury Liner. People used to hire the bus to go to Atkinson airport when dem family going to England. Nuff Dholl Puri and fowl curry on board with two bottle XM.
Luxury Liner was not from Golden Grove. The Caribbean Express was own by Sonny from that village. Who is your Grandmother's brother?
I was told TATA bus replace these wooden bus in 1975... I was 5 years old, but remember seeing them in Berbice visiting my family.
Bibi, national cinema, that was bomb, was owned by Ray uncle
@Former Member posted:I was told TATA bus replace these wooden bus in 1975... I was 5 years old, but remember seeing them in Berbice visiting my family.
I released those Tata buses. I remembered the Bank of Baroda lent The Guyana Gajraj company $2.5 million to buy 60 Tata buses from India. There were no spare parts in the deal and the buses crumbled one after the other.
@Sheik101 posted:I remember back in the day when my mother family would come from berbice with one of these. Same airport run. They would have everything on top of the bus. From rope to soap.
Also, in those days when we ride our bicycle for long distances and don't want to ride back. No problem, we just put it on top of the bus.
The busses had a ladder and another door at the back, with sliding windows on the sides.
I believe it was a lorry chassis, with no cab, that was made into a wooden bus.
The wooden busses were running at the same time as the train. I believe the TATA busses were taken to Guyana, after the train had stopped.
@Tola posted:Also, in those days when we ride our bicycle for long distances and don't want to ride back. No problem, we just put it on top of the bus.
The busses had a ladder and another door at the back, with sliding windows on the sides.
I believe it was a lorry chassis, with no cab, that was made into a wooden bus.
True. I would stand at the front gate in my short pants and barefoot the the posse walking in. Uncles, aunties. Etc. Those big baskets had rice. DHAAL PURI and so on. They used to come down loaded. Women had those rumal things on their heads. They would speak tamil or madrass as u call it. My mom was fluent in that. Never understood a word.
I remember traveling on one of those buses on a school tour to Dakara Creek, Botanical Gardens, and the Guyana Museum. We hang our heads out of the windows and shouted at passing motor cyclists "hey! watch one of you balls wabbling from one side".
The Tata buses replaced the Train service on West Coast Demerara.
@Sheik101 posted:True. I would stand at the front gate in my short pants and barefoot the the posse walking in. Uncles, aunties. Etc. Those big baskets had rice. DHAAL PURI and so on. They used to come down loaded. Women had those rumal things on their heads. They would speak tamil or madrass as u call it. My mom was fluent in that. Never understood a word.
I write a lot about my life in GY for our kids, who were born overseas. But one of the things I regret the most, was not speaking more to my parents about their life and also audio/video record it.
My Mom had a big multi colour basket that she carried on her head and a smaller one with a handle, for going to the market. That she carried hanging on her arm. The head wear was called a Madras rumal.
@Tola posted:I write a lot about my life in GY for our kids, who were born overseas. But one of the things I regret the most, was not speaking more to my parents about their life and also audio/video record it.
My Mom had a big multi colour basket that she carried on her head and a smaller one with a handle, for going to the market. That she carried hanging on her arm. The head wear was called a Madras rumal.
Popular head wear for East Indian women.