Bustop near the trainstation had been redesigned - bet that came to 20 or 30k.

Thing is, there was nothing wrong with it, to begin with.  Before the money was blown, the shelter seated about twenty people upon roomy high-backed benches; they were ergonomic, before that word became fashionable.  

So there he was, just got off the train, but the bus won't be coming for close to another hour.  Sure, he thought of passing some time at a coffee bar...good luck with that; ever since people had decided they'd rather stay in their jimmy-jams, monday through friday...  Even question whether stuff is really getting done, uhm, that could set off some knashing of teeth, but i digress.  Our somewhat travel weary sojourner isn't from the area, and certainly does not want to miss bus #390.  

But surprise, surprise.  The long backed benches have been replaced with, maybe fifteen, dinky backless little squares to perch upon.  Yeah, heaven forbid, a person, in a barely familiar city, could relax a bit on a REAL bench, while waiting for the bus.  And by the way, doesn't Scripture speak of not oppressing the sojourner - ya know, the middle-aged dude with back trouble?