[Slightly revised 22 August '10 to eliminate some innocent mistakes. The overall naive tone of this post was intentional; this was, after all, my first full day in Singapore, so I was seeing as one sees when first trying to figure out a network.]
My first transit adventure in Singapore began in at the remote wetland reserve, Sungei Buloh, in the northwest of the island. It's adjacent to a curious area called the "Kranji Countryside," billed as Singapore's "homegrown agritainment hub." It's a small patch of farmlands and vineyards designed to serve all the agrarian tourism needs for the 5 million people living just down the road.
When I was ready to leave, I was directed to a bus stop out on the road, which looked clear enough. Note the practice of identifying the stop location on the sign, a nice subliminal gesture that says "we, your gigantic transit system, actually know where you are." (Click photo to enlarge, as always.)
(Yes, I know how to straighten crooked photos. This is the actual lean of the sign!)
In this clean and clear sign is a lot of information. Above the location name is a unique number, 49209, that one can presumably use to summon real-time information by mobile phone. Below that is a new display about the new fare system (more on that here), and below that is a sleeve containing the current timetable of the only route at this stop, the 925. It's only about once an hour, but hey, this is the price of a "countryside" lifestyle.
A lot of people had assembled for the hourly apparition of the 925, but right at the time that the 925 was due, something else showed up.
Everyone got on this bus, as though it was what they were waiting for, so I did too.
The web address on the bus is www.kranjicountryside.com, so perhaps this bus is part of the Kranji Countryside offering. It was air conditioned (Singapore has separate fare structures for air conditioned vs non-air-conditioned buses) but nothing fancy beyond that; it would not have looked out of place in India. It had the standard Land Transport Authority card reader, and a very old cash farebox.
Once on the bus, I assumed that this was one of those privately operated services that is called 925 for the Transport Authority's purposes, but before long I saw a 925 going the other direction, and it was a standard Singapore bus. We also seemed to be running nonstop, passing up people waiting at other 925 stops down the line. So what is this thing, exactly? A bus that has LTA equipment but seems to operate instead of, or perhaps just in front of, the advertised LTA service? Was the funky vehicle supposed to be part of the "agritainment"? (Curiously, one of our few stops was to loop through a "farm adventure" facility, presumably a place you can take your children to hug chickens.) Such oddities happen when you're still in the process of getting government control over previously unregulated service, and when existing providers have objectives other than transport.
A similar confusion arose the next day as I considered transit options for going across the channel to Johor Bahru, Malaysia. Inside MTR trains, an announcement approaching Marsaling station says that you should change there for buses to Malaysia, but when I looked for confirming information on the web, all indications were that these buses leave from the next station down the line, Kranji. I didn't have time for the risks that this uncertainty presented, so I took a taxi. There's a parable there.