So here is our bus (here they say Combi--I think for combinacion) in front of the temple, which is where we catch it every day. So a couple a days ago, I slip on the half step and cut my arm on the door. Yesterday I tried to enter a semi moving bus and hit my head on the place right over the door. As I road along, I put my hand up on my head and came away with blood. Connie fixed me up at the office. These things are just not made for old unstable tall men. Connie is doing better than me on the buses. Having a ball.
9 comments:
dad no getting hurt!
Dad! I would like to add to ashley's list- no jumping onto semi moving buses. And no getting weird diseases from a peruvian bus!
there is a reason why they call them "combis asesinas" so watch out... you are right, they are not made for tall people like you... you'll be better off taking taxis.. ;)
Was it a Volkswagen bus?
Far-from-thinkin.
what Blood! No getting hurt!-n
These kids all sound like parents. Cuts, scrapes, bruises, mud, dirt, all are indicative of how much fun you have been having, how "out there" on adventures you are!
(Okay,so no serious injuries or weird bus diseases.)I guess I am a parent too. sigh.
Oh dear!! Hold tight as you walk on those buses with those crazy drivers!!
The Lord knows why Julio doesn't live there anymore... he wouldn't be alive ... hehehe!
Alina
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