Where are we now ?
At 15:50 our friend was in the shower.
At 16:30 she was due to be on the bus outta town leaving from the central station.
It's about 25 minutes away. Doable. Just.
We hit the ring road at about 16:00. It was blocked with traffic coming from the road from Spain.
We quit the ring road and activated our friendly iPhone satnav.
It took us through the university.
It took us into Talence. Darkest Talence.
We recognised Peixotto and started to panic. How did we get here ? How do we get from here to the station ?
Left, left, right right right, left left left.
"Ah, it says here I should have checked in at 16:00", said our friend.
We found ourselves on the boulevard. That's good.
We got to the station, to the bus office at 16:40.
I parked and waited while Pat and our friend ran into the office.
"Jesus is holding up the bus for you. Quickly, Jesus is waiting for you."
We zoomed round the roundabout, over the Pont de Guy down to Belcier.
We saw the bus from a distance.
"I prayed that Jesus would get me on the bus!" said our friend.
I parked and Jesus, the bus driver, loaded the bags on board.
Someone else arrived. Then after a couple of minutes the bus went.
Génial !
Now a cup of tea and a nap, I think.
At 16:30 she was due to be on the bus outta town leaving from the central station.
It's about 25 minutes away. Doable. Just.
We hit the ring road at about 16:00. It was blocked with traffic coming from the road from Spain.
We quit the ring road and activated our friendly iPhone satnav.
It took us through the university.
It took us into Talence. Darkest Talence.
We recognised Peixotto and started to panic. How did we get here ? How do we get from here to the station ?
Left, left, right right right, left left left.
"Ah, it says here I should have checked in at 16:00", said our friend.
We found ourselves on the boulevard. That's good.
We got to the station, to the bus office at 16:40.
I parked and waited while Pat and our friend ran into the office.
"Jesus is holding up the bus for you. Quickly, Jesus is waiting for you."
We zoomed round the roundabout, over the Pont de Guy down to Belcier.
We saw the bus from a distance.
"I prayed that Jesus would get me on the bus!" said our friend.
I parked and Jesus, the bus driver, loaded the bags on board.
Someone else arrived. Then after a couple of minutes the bus went.
Génial !
Now a cup of tea and a nap, I think.
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