This was probably the worst part of our day. The bus was packed and we ended up sitting in different areas. The wind picked up, and with the bus moving, it was quite chilly. I had to put my hoodie on and my camera hand was freezing. We made slow progress, because of the traffic. I will freely admit that I started to nap.
Mom had an adventure, though. She was sitting there, and felt something weird in her hair. She started wiping it, and there was green stuff. Apparently she'd been hit by a pigeon!
My best time happened in the Arab part of town. There was a dude in sunglasses with a scruffy beard. He was wearing camouflage pants and black bikini briefs. I know this because his pants were hanging below his butt. I could see skin and tell it was bikini briefs. He was drinking out of a large can. The bus had stopped so that the cars in front could turn right. There was a crosswalk with pedestrians in it. Dude walks into the crosswalk and then plants his ass on the hood of the taxi trying to get through. Then he motions the pedestrians to keep walking. Meantime the taxi is honking and looking very unhappy. Dude finally gets up and leaves, and the bus is able to proceed.
We were both glad to get back to our stop so we could change buses. We waited for our Green bus. And waited. Two more Yellow buses came by. Finally we went hunting for another bathroom. A nice lady directed us to one in the Metro, but it was closed. Although we did get to ride an elevator down to the Metro instead of taking the stairs.
We continued waiting. Finally a Green bus arrived and took us back to Notre Dame. Then we walked down to our Indian restaurant.
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