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This company would agree to pick up the client and X amount of baggage at a specific date, time, and location, and drop them off at a specific date, time, and location. Nothing in between would necessarily be guaranteed except human dignity. They may pick you up with a shuttle bus. They may send an Uber.
Or a flying bathtub. They may (probably will) drive you to a bus station and give you a ticket. They may take you to the airport. Whichever route is least expensive and fits the luggage, class, and time requirements would be chosen.
The company would offer complete end-to-end service from and to anywhere on the planet allowed by law. Obviously shorter travel times would frequently necessitate air travel, raising the total ticket price for those tickets.
Classes of service would also be available. A first class ticket could put you in a luxury RV for a drive across the country, or the nicest available train car, or a first class air ticket depending on which costs the least.
This smooths out the market, allowing efficient price connectivity between competing travel companies.
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Uk emergency ambulance service is a bit like this, to my
recollection. Once when I kept fainting and seemed to be
about to die from food poisoning someone who should have
known better (ok it was me) panicked, and called an
ambulance, then felt much better and v.v. guilty. I needn’t
have felt so bad as the emergency guy came on a bicycle
with an orange back-pack, talked to me through letterbox
and
went away. Kind of the ‘placebo’ of ambulances. I think
they must know by instinct when you are really dying .. |
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Comprehensively Baked by British Railways in Ye Goode Olde Days ... |
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If you bought a ticket from Station A to Station B, they undertook to "convey" you. |
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They didn't specify how, or when. All they did was agree to move you, with bag and/or baggage*, from A to B. |
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If this involved you sitting on your suitcase on a freezing station approach for hours (sometimes days) without food, water, shelter or toilet facilities, waiting for a superannuated ox-cart to convey you to some patch of bleak, windswept moorland where you transfer to an open-backed unsprung truck, fuelled by coke, with solid tyres, captured from the Germans in WW1 and cunningly engineered so as to attract copious amounts if sleet from all points of the compass onto the unfortunate occupants, then bounced over unpaved tracks for several days without respite until finally being pitchforked out - suffering from exposure, dehydration, malnutrition and multiple** contusions and abrasions - within crawling distance of the "destination" - then the contract had been fulfilled. |
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If you hadn't paid the premium for First Class, gods help you - that was a lot worse ... |
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*Depending on your marital status. |
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**According to Pterry, "Nothing 'multiple' is ever good". |
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//"Nothing 'multiple' is ever good".// There are known counterexamples. |
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//nothing ..guaranteed except human dignity// but in the
next breath you say Uber and the flying bathtub.. |
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BR didn't acknowledge "human dignity" as a concept worthy of consideration ... |
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//Cite your sources, [MB].// A gentleman never reveals his sources. But she seemed quite happy. |
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[8th] why do I suddenly picture that truck-thing you have to
pump up and down to travel the rails in black and white
films? |
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[MB] why do I suddenly picture you pumping up and down
on a lady on a truck-thing? |
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// that truck-thing you have to pump up and down to travel the rails in black and white films? // |
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Because that was BR's idea of "affordable mass transportation" ... for proles. |
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What if my desired time of arrival is earlier than my desired time of
departure? Would I be picked up by a Terminator robot, by a
Gallifreyan, or what? |
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