What A Ride!

On Tuesday I had an exciting little experience, you see I have to take the bus to work. Sometimes the buses are very very crowded, but after waiting 45 minutes I am going to get on the bus, goddamn it! so I think along with the other 12 people in line with me. So I heaved myself on as the bus lurched away from the curb, with yet another girl clinging to the rail, and off we went, door open and all of us headed for the freeway. I am not sure if I have been very clear about how the people drive here, but to have a bus, aka steel tunnel of death hurtling down the freeway with my coked out driver not closing the door and me mere inches from it, let's just say I had a white knuckle grip on the handle., and when I say handle, I mean windshield. That's right, I can tell you how many flies smooshed into my quardant while we drove to Cabildo Street. It was like in Titanic when the two are on the bow of the ship, only I was at the front of the bus. In front of the driver, I was so squished up against the glass. But did I worry? No! Because as we got onto the freeway he closed the door, then flew through three other stops before he let anyone else on. He did, however, clip an old lady who attempted the grab and jump manouver, but alas, she was not quick enough for the feisty driver that day, little grandma had struck out. And I almost got a free ride out of it, but by the end I was able to squirm closer to the money machine and put in my 80 centavos. Hell, for that ride I was willing to leave a whole peso! Awesome!