The Bus

Posted by Dirk on December 25, 2009

On a bus to San Antonio. Oh, the humanity. One guy smells like beef jerky, another like cigarettes. A woman drenched in perfume. The sound of crunching plastic wrappers as the occupants open their dinner for the evening. The bus driver finds it necessary to narrate the history of Buda, Texas as we roll by. I pull out the iPhone and plug in some Duke Ellington to drown out the noise. Red lights dot the highway as we pass a Wal-mart, a Petsmart, and dozens of strip malls. The black sky the most interesting aspect of our journey as Duke plays Caravan. To be continued…