Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Dia 46:Near Death in 27

I just have to share the worst bus ride I've yet to have. Today on the way back from service 5 of us took the bus back to our houses. We got the ghetto 27 bus. This one was really ghetto, bullet holes in the windows and all. In addition to the ghetto appearance, we also got the nuttiest bus driver in Guadalajara. He initially refused to give our friend change for her 50. He said he had none, but after a few minutes of discussing he finally gave her change. After we got our tickets, we sat in the very back of the bus so we could be close to the door and so we could chat with each other. Everyone knows the back of the bus is the most bumpy and we honestly get a kick out of it so we decided to sit there. However, this bus was really really bumpy, like I was having trouble holding a conversation and I felt like my organs were being tossed around. The driver just kept getting faster and faster. Every curve made me fear for my life and my roomie watched the driver run 2 red lights. Well we were just chatting and laughing and then all of a sudden we were 2 feet off of our seats with shock plastered on our faces. The driver must have run over a large speed bump, curve, or a person because we FLEW out of our seats. My heart was in my throat. It scared me to death, I thought we were getting into a wreck, but instead it was just our bus driver being a maniac. Our friends got off shortly after that. We had to ride the bus for another 5 minutes and he just continued cutting in front of cars, taking corners too fast, and speeding like no one's business. Then when it came to drop us off he decided to stay in the middle lane to let us out and as I was getting out of the bus a stupid car almost hit me and my roomies in the lane we walked into!

Nothing like a good ol' bus ride in Mexico.

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