bus adventures & schoolgirl crushes
This is what traveling is all about, va?
601 am: Alarm goes off. Hit snooze.
606 am: Again. Try to hit snooze, get tangled up in mosquito net, fall off bed, feel like an idiot (what else is new?) and decide to get up.
625 am: Throwing random stuff into bag in a rush to catch the first bus to Santa Rosa with one shoe on, hair in a crazy mess and toothbrush in mouth.
631 am: Running down the hill hoping not to miss said bus.
636 am: Get on the bus, see Julio (soccer player/future husband), blush, run fingers through mess of hair, say hi, smile like an idiot, then hope to become invisible (doesn't happen).
805 am: Approx. 10 minutes from Santa Rosa, bus gets a flat tire.
810 am: Bus runs on flat tire at the rate of 1 km/hour.
825 am: Reach bus station, out of patience, pay the 10 lemps to take a taxi down to the other bus station.
835 am: Get in line to buy a ticket to San Pedro Sula (SPS) for the 900 am bus only to watch two empty direct buses pass by the station. (Idiot!)
930 am: The 900 am has arrived.
935 am: Bolo on the bus screaming nonsense (or Spanish, I can't tell). His arms are flying all over the place and causing quite a scene on the crowded bus.
937 am: He passes out in the aisle. Am I watching the Simpsons or is this actually happening?
945 am: The ayudante, being the cool guy that he is, gives me his seat at the front of the bus and I think, "This is going to be an awesome ride to SPS with this great view".
1000 am: The back of the bus starts to smoke and breaks down.
1025 am: The next bus passes by, takes only the passengers going to SPS, not to Teguc and it is crowded again.
1027 am: Nice guy passes me a plastic stool and I sit in the middle of the aisle.
1045 am: Seat is available and I knock out within minutes.
1200 pm: Arrival to SPS, land of the gorgeous guys (sometimes)
1210 pm: Taxi to another bus station, I talk to the driver and he only charges me 30 lemps for the ride. Sweet!
1230 pm: Bus leaves for Las Vegas and I am convinced to purchase mangoes.
215 pm: Close to Vegas, a car has driven into a ravine. Bus stops and everyone exits to stare and share their opinion on what has happened.
245 pm: On the "strip", accident #2 involving a pickup truck, a post and a bolo. You gotta love the bolos.
300 pm: Finally, finally in Vegas ready for the Hondu 6 one year party.
601 am: Alarm goes off. Hit snooze.
606 am: Again. Try to hit snooze, get tangled up in mosquito net, fall off bed, feel like an idiot (what else is new?) and decide to get up.
625 am: Throwing random stuff into bag in a rush to catch the first bus to Santa Rosa with one shoe on, hair in a crazy mess and toothbrush in mouth.
631 am: Running down the hill hoping not to miss said bus.
636 am: Get on the bus, see Julio (soccer player/future husband), blush, run fingers through mess of hair, say hi, smile like an idiot, then hope to become invisible (doesn't happen).
805 am: Approx. 10 minutes from Santa Rosa, bus gets a flat tire.
810 am: Bus runs on flat tire at the rate of 1 km/hour.
825 am: Reach bus station, out of patience, pay the 10 lemps to take a taxi down to the other bus station.
835 am: Get in line to buy a ticket to San Pedro Sula (SPS) for the 900 am bus only to watch two empty direct buses pass by the station. (Idiot!)
930 am: The 900 am has arrived.
935 am: Bolo on the bus screaming nonsense (or Spanish, I can't tell). His arms are flying all over the place and causing quite a scene on the crowded bus.
937 am: He passes out in the aisle. Am I watching the Simpsons or is this actually happening?
945 am: The ayudante, being the cool guy that he is, gives me his seat at the front of the bus and I think, "This is going to be an awesome ride to SPS with this great view".
1000 am: The back of the bus starts to smoke and breaks down.
1025 am: The next bus passes by, takes only the passengers going to SPS, not to Teguc and it is crowded again.
1027 am: Nice guy passes me a plastic stool and I sit in the middle of the aisle.
1045 am: Seat is available and I knock out within minutes.
1200 pm: Arrival to SPS, land of the gorgeous guys (sometimes)
1210 pm: Taxi to another bus station, I talk to the driver and he only charges me 30 lemps for the ride. Sweet!
1230 pm: Bus leaves for Las Vegas and I am convinced to purchase mangoes.
215 pm: Close to Vegas, a car has driven into a ravine. Bus stops and everyone exits to stare and share their opinion on what has happened.
245 pm: On the "strip", accident #2 involving a pickup truck, a post and a bolo. You gotta love the bolos.
300 pm: Finally, finally in Vegas ready for the Hondu 6 one year party.
posted by Kathryn @ 6:51 PM
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