auto bùs

so imagine me standing on a bus with my 7 other team mates. now imagine everyone getting off, but, me trying to be nice, and allowing some older ladies to get in front of me in the aisle. suddenly, in a panic, i realize that these ladies are not getting off...they are preparing to get off at the next stop, and are getting in line. i start sayind excuse me, and trying to get them to move, tapping them on the shoulders, and speaking panicked english. i turn around to see if i could run out the entrance door, but only in time to see it shut, and the face of my friend freddy with wide eyes, and his mouth hanging open. the bus moves forward. i look like a really stupid american, as i say things in english like...wait!! i need to get off!! the old people chide me in italian...saying who knows what. the next stop isnt for like a 1/4 of a mile. i look around to try to make sure i walk back the right way.

when i get off...i look around for my markings...only the store i chose to look at is on a corner...so it could mean id go left or straight...shoot. then i hear it...EMEELEE...which is the spanish prononciation of my name apparently....and i hear it again. i look over and see my two friends Gabriel and Freddy running towards me on the other side of the sidewalk....i was about to walk the wrong way. i wait at the crosswalk, and thank them on the other side for running for me so fast! we laughed about that all day yesterday...they said i looked like a lost little kid, grasping my backpack, and looking around wide-eyed.

another crazy thing...come to find out...Freddy is a famous actor in Venezuela on soap operas. he cant walk around the city without people stopping him!!!