fseat belts originally only front seats and those facing the rear exit, now all both public and chárter transport.
We have an advantage here when it comes to space. My village is surrounded by 7 other villages at the end of an 8-12k radius.
everything in between is Green belt, forest or agricultura where few people live. We also do not have front, back, or side yards
which means people live closer togather. In my village of 5000, "out of town is only a 5-10 minute walk. As a result 90% of our
primary students walk or bike to school. However our high school draws from 4 other villages, so those students need a bus ride.
For the few who live in between in the "campo" there are bus shelters at designated places, these are not scheduled stops, but
all one needs to do is wave their hand to get the bus to stop. For lower primary the driver has a list, and reserves seats at the
front for them, and the school has an aid or teacher at the bus stop to make sure they get on or off and too or from school.
For the high school kids, obviously on the school schedule their public bus is full enough to be economicly feasable. In keeping
with this the driver abandons his bus until school lets out, and takes another bus back to his base, from which he drives other buses
not a part of the school Schedule.
OT but since this is a bus site. Very Little cash changes hands as we have a series of different bus passes. In my case I sabe money by
paying for 20 rides village to city. So when boarding, except to say "hi" I have no contact with the driver, put my card on the scanner which
deducts a ride, and tells the driver where to let me off. School kids cards are free during school days, OAPs, card charges less. Some
companies pay for cards for their workers Good on woork days. Since my village is not a tourist village, my gripe is tourists who tend to
not follow the rules, even though they are posted in English. At the terminus one day there was an English couple behind me, with luggage.
Smiling I suggested to the woman, that they stow their luggage with my bike in the under carriage. She was about to when her sarky husband
said what business is it of yours, so she didn´t. But when they got to the pay point the driver informed him that all carry on that would not fit in
the overhead, had to go below, which meant he had to plow through those behind him to go below. We don´t allow eating or drinking or loud music
on our public buses (some chárter buses have trays like airplanes though). Drivers don´t change much and most of the passengers are regular
so there is a lot of verbal communication between them (in French rural buses, there is often a hand shake with the driver from a male passenger and
a Kiss from a female - here there is usually a thank you, and have a nice day when deboarding) In the capital there are both bus and bike lanes. All our public
buses, have a two seat vacant space half way back on the right side, with a special door and lifting aparatus for Wheel chairs.
Security: all of our buses have transponders and radio access like airplanes. One day there was a forest fire btween the capital and the first stop, so
the radio informed the driver and his CRT generated a different rout to avoid it. We are an island, and occasionally get illegal boat people dumped in some cove
walk inland to take a bus to the city. One day for the first bus after noon, there was just a woman and myself waiting, she boarded as I stowed my bike, but between
us 4 black guys, all wearing flip flops and carrying Little plastic bags got on, did not talk and did not sit togather. I was sitting at the back. As we passed the last stop
before the city I walked to the front and asked "how many black people does he usually have mid day". The driver said "none" and pointed to his transponder which
showed a series of numbers, the first being a "7" which for airplanes indicates some sort of problem. I smiled and returned to my seat. As we entered the city some men
dressed like road workers installed some barriers indicating a detour into a park. The bus was surrounded, anda member of the Guardia Civil entered the rear and another at the
front, and asked everyone to deboard at the front to produce their national identity card (when we got back on, all the Blacks were being loaded into a pólice van. Lost time about
5 minutes. Since everyone is Spain is required to have (but not necessarily carry) a national identity card, no one can shout racism, because the driver and all the passengers were checked.