Travel Memories

So where was I. Oh yes. I was traveling in a bus, heading up the mountains.

Thankfully, the person beside me wasn’t giving me any trouble. I’d been through worse on other bus rides. Sometimes, the person beside you decides to doze off, and your shoulder ends up as a makeshift pillow. Throw in a drooler, and you’re talking about a pretty crappy situation.

Or you could have a kid nearby. Those monsters. All dirty and noisy. All about the me, me, me, me, ME! Good grief. That’s just a recipe for disaster right then and there.

Worst for me, I think, was me seating beside this guy who decided to air out his feet. He took them out of his shoes, took off his socks, and ended up subjecting me, and most people within our area to the sweet sour smell of tired feet.

Eck. Just thinking about it makes me feel a little sick. Anyway, more later.