Bus Madness

Last week I went to our new campus with some friends and we missed the bus on the way there. We tried to explain to a bus driver that the bus had left early and he said that actually we were late. So as we walked to the front gate of our campus, he came by in a bus and told us he would take us...praise Dad, that was nice! After we did our thing out at the campus, we went to hop a bus back to our part of the city. Since it was Friday, everyone wanted to come back into town, so the busses were cram-packed. We had to let the 2 PM bus leave and we had to wait an hour for the next one. We all jumped on that one, but it was more like fighting to get on. So many people were squished into that bus, if we'd have wrecked, I would have been cushioned by the four other people within my "personal" space. The trip is about an hour long on the city bus and we have to go through this incredibly long tunnel each way. Just about the time we were approximate a third of the way into the tunnel, our bus broke down! So I sat in the dark and played games on my cell phone while we waited. After a while, a tow truck pulled us back out of the tunnel, when the driver asked us all to get off of the bus. About ten minutes after standing around on the curb we were told to get back on the bus, at which point some folks that were not sitting in seats beforehand had taken a couple's seats. This was bad news...a fight broke out on the bus and my friends and I were caught in the middle of it. Anna and I pushed our way to the front to get out, but some of our friends were stuck. It was crazy, so an hour trip had turned into two hours, and we all had to get back off the bus again to catch another one home. Anyhow, one of those stories that you can either laugh about or cry about...a test of patience for the day I suppose.