At the bus terminal, a pleasant couple from Europe spoke in an accent and dialect I couldn't decipher. They stood right behind me in line. They seemed very excited about their trip to Toronto and kept asking me around for places to go. I arrived an hour early, as always, because in every bus ride, it is mandatory for me to sit by the window, not too close too the driver, nor too far behind or in the middle. Yes, it is one of my quirks.
Sometime after, a random man appeared and started a line of his own. Eventually three other people stood behind him. The couple and I looked at each other with an awkward smile because none of us had the nerve to tell the people off. Thank goodness for the security guard who roamed around and told the four people where the line started. Good thing for them too, that the line wasn't too long....yet.
I left Ottawa at midnight, hoping to possibly get two seats to myself on the bus. Unfortunately, I got stuck in a full bus. Beside me was a guy, who kept biting his finger nails. He had his laptop turned on the whole bus ride. Behind me was an annoying old man who kept kicking my seat, jolting me awake from my sleep throughout the 5 hour ride.Sometime after, a random man appeared and started a line of his own. Eventually three other people stood behind him. The couple and I looked at each other with an awkward smile because none of us had the nerve to tell the people off. Thank goodness for the security guard who roamed around and told the four people where the line started. Good thing for them too, that the line wasn't too long....yet.
Weird thoughts conjure when you're half awake and half asleep. For instance, I remember glancing out the window seeing a building with all of its lights off, and thinking "It's Earth Hour, again?" And sometime, on highway 401, subconsciously awaiting for Don Valley Parkway to emerge so I can call my dad to pick me up, it hit me...there were two valleys, and the highway crossed in between....
By the time I arrived Mississauga, it was 6am and I was ready to pass out in my jacket, socks, sweater. Mama and my sisters were still asleep.
But I had the sweetest welcome home surprise:
Mr. Rocky was already in my bed, waiting for me!
So we got caught up on the things we missed both out for a bit. I missed him so much!
And kissed me goodnight!
:) I love Mr. Rocky.
And tonight, I leave Mississauga for Port Stanley. Another 2 hour ride.
It'll be fun.
Now back to philosophy!
And tonight, I leave Mississauga for Port Stanley. Another 2 hour ride.
It'll be fun.
Now back to philosophy!
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