Everything with the bus ride was going so well.. we left on time, it wasn't crowded so I had the seat to myself, and we made great time with no in between stops. But then the driver, when he was two blocks from the terminal, had a brain fart and turned right instead of left. We went on a 30 minute joy ride into Oakland and then Squirrel Hill before he started listening to some of us who had a clue which way to go to get back. We made it but not before we went up a crazy steep road that ended up being an exit ramp one way THE OTHER WAY. Kinda scary let me tell you.
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1 comment:
we are so third world. be careful Joe
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