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Bus trip
I'll never forget it

By Christine Zahra Beyzaei
August 1, 2002
The Iranian

This summer I went somewhere. It's not really important where, what matters is how I got there. I took a bus. For fifty hours I just kind of sat there. In one seat. Staring out the window or looking across the table @ my sister.

They were double-decker buses and the bottom floor (which we were unlucky enough to be on) had the chairs set in groups of 4 facing each other on two sides of a table. There was NO room to move around. You just kind of had to sleep however, or whenever, possible. I think out of those two days I collectively got 3 hours of sleep.

So far I might sound like I had a horrible time, but I can't wait to go again. This summer was totally fun and anyone who thinks I'm crazy should really try it. Maybe while we were going it wasn't too great, but looking back, I had an awesome time.

I saw all these new people, learned some of a new language, and got to know myself, and what I can tolerate a lot better. At every stop there was something to see, even if it was local villagers or just a sign in Turkish that I could happen to read. (I memorized a sign for the women's bathroom, because, well, there would've been problems if I hadn't.)

The one thing I think was so funny is how I tried to get some sleep. At one point I crawled under the table, but that didn't really work, because people kept kicking me. Another way I tried to get sleep was by lying down on two seats (about 3 1/2 feet) on my back with my feet in the air. I semi looked like a dead dog. I stayed that way four about 1/2 an hour before the blood started rushing to my head and I got a headache. It was pretty funny though.

I only have one regret about the whole trip. I didn't take any pictures. I don't know how I managed not to, but I did. That's one of the reasons I want to go again so badly. This time, I'll definitely remember my camera and take lots of pictures. Especially of the little places where the bus stopped.

Even though I'll never forget it, I wish I could show my friends. Trust me, when you travel, make sure you go on a bus at least once in your life. People with no desire to see a country, can fly above, high in the air. But for me, the people and land are well worth the ride.

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