Travel Memories

I can remember traveling through the fog. I was in a bus heading up the mountains when I saw it. White and thick, and it made me nervous to think that we would have to drive through it.

The bus itself was pretty comfortable. I had a seat which wasn’t particularly spacious, but neither was it too tight. Some of my luggage was located in the belly of the bus, while the rest of it was located near me. I’m a bit paranoid, I guess. Afraid that someone might take away my stuff while I’m asleep or while I’m not looking.

Couldn’t recline the seat though. Would have liked to have been able to do that. But I couldn’t. So I didn’t sleep during the trip at all. Not that I would’ve even if I could. But it would have been nice to have had the option

Wait. My fingers are tired. Hold on, let me get a drink.