mundane. I suspect the cold is keeping the crazies at bay.
It bears mention that with all the parkas and bags and boots...the bus is
squishier for seating/standing room. I am not a fan of the invasion of my
personal space. In fact, last week I fell victim to the
"backpackussmackus". This always reminds me of my sister at Expo86 in
Vancouver.
My baby sister was ADD back in the day when it was called hyperactive. We
were waiting in line to take the sky rail train and with her backpack she
whipped around to point out some exciting sight, in the process smacking two
Japanese tourists right in the face. She apologized, of course, and they
smiled and nodded nervously and hastily moved into another line to get away
from her. 15 minutes later, we gleefully moved from tram to tram trying to
find seats. Imagine, if you will, the look of terror on the faces of the
very same Japanese couple as we burst into their tram. They couldn't
understand why we were laughing hysterically. What can I say...we were
kids.
Jenga
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