Another adventure with Antonio!
Okay, Kimber, maybe I do have a knack for this...
So, I hopped on the 33 to the Hauptbahnhof with hopes of catching the 34 to AltebrNord - 5 minutes late due to rain and traffic, that wasn't a possibility. My bus had just left too. So, I decided to check the other buses and the street cars, just as I was going to check the street car plans, guess who I saw? Yep. Antonio. Seeing Antonio get onto the 5r, and heading to the same class, I figured I would hop on also, so once again I ended up on public transportation with Antonio.
We chatted a bit on the way to the Bismarckplatz where we needed to transfer, this time we saw the 34 and raced toward it... we even touched the doors but the bus just drove away. Well, then we were kind of looking around and I pointed to the 11 and we got on, he asked if I was sure that it was the right bus and I told him, 'yeah, it goes to the Neckarmthat's really close to the Altebr So, we rode the 11, it took forever because it was a very roundabout way of getting to the stop. So, then we had to walk from the stop to the building where we had class which meant making a '[' shape to go over the bridge (die Altebrand then get to our class. Walking over the bridge, you'd have to go out of your way about three or four meters to get to the cross walk so we decided to just go the faster route of just walking there directly and crossing with no protection later. Soooo... good idea, right? There were tons of cars and it was basically a consistent flow of traffic. We were just waiting and watching cars continuously drive past for at least a full minute. Finally, Antonio grabbed my arm, saw a decent opening and calling out "JETZT!" we ran across the rainy car filled street and made it alive. We were only about ten minutes late to class... Anyway, it was a lovely little bonding experience with a little joking, a little danger, and maybe I'm a weirdo but I thought it was fun. We would have been less conspicuously late too, had Antonio not tripped over the legs of the portable whiteboard. Oh well.
The only unfortunate consequence of our adventure was that the seating was a bit off - I had to sit next to Sandra the Spanish girl instead of Antonio. It's okay, I had my joyous little adventure.
In other news. Does anyone else feel literally sick to their stomach when they know that they have kind of really fucked up and that the outcome is uncertain? Seriously, I am going to die at a young age because stress affects my whole body ridiculously.
Oh, so I am a nerd, I am bringing Antonio Vitamin C and Echinacea pills on Monday because he is always sick in this colder climate. Oi. I am soooo lame. Don't you love it?
To do list:
Tonight: Laundry, packing, check on bus schedules and train schedules...
Tomorrow: Take a bus to the Hauptbahnhof, a train to Stuttgart, a bus or something to the airport and then... Fly to MILAN! Heck yes! Oh, and use an ATM to get some more cash.
So, I hopped on the 33 to the Hauptbahnhof with hopes of catching the 34 to AltebrNord - 5 minutes late due to rain and traffic, that wasn't a possibility. My bus had just left too. So, I decided to check the other buses and the street cars, just as I was going to check the street car plans, guess who I saw? Yep. Antonio. Seeing Antonio get onto the 5r, and heading to the same class, I figured I would hop on also, so once again I ended up on public transportation with Antonio.
We chatted a bit on the way to the Bismarckplatz where we needed to transfer, this time we saw the 34 and raced toward it... we even touched the doors but the bus just drove away. Well, then we were kind of looking around and I pointed to the 11 and we got on, he asked if I was sure that it was the right bus and I told him, 'yeah, it goes to the Neckarmthat's really close to the Altebr So, we rode the 11, it took forever because it was a very roundabout way of getting to the stop. So, then we had to walk from the stop to the building where we had class which meant making a '[' shape to go over the bridge (die Altebrand then get to our class. Walking over the bridge, you'd have to go out of your way about three or four meters to get to the cross walk so we decided to just go the faster route of just walking there directly and crossing with no protection later. Soooo... good idea, right? There were tons of cars and it was basically a consistent flow of traffic. We were just waiting and watching cars continuously drive past for at least a full minute. Finally, Antonio grabbed my arm, saw a decent opening and calling out "JETZT!" we ran across the rainy car filled street and made it alive. We were only about ten minutes late to class... Anyway, it was a lovely little bonding experience with a little joking, a little danger, and maybe I'm a weirdo but I thought it was fun. We would have been less conspicuously late too, had Antonio not tripped over the legs of the portable whiteboard. Oh well.
The only unfortunate consequence of our adventure was that the seating was a bit off - I had to sit next to Sandra the Spanish girl instead of Antonio. It's okay, I had my joyous little adventure.
In other news. Does anyone else feel literally sick to their stomach when they know that they have kind of really fucked up and that the outcome is uncertain? Seriously, I am going to die at a young age because stress affects my whole body ridiculously.
Oh, so I am a nerd, I am bringing Antonio Vitamin C and Echinacea pills on Monday because he is always sick in this colder climate. Oi. I am soooo lame. Don't you love it?
To do list:
Tonight: Laundry, packing, check on bus schedules and train schedules...
Tomorrow: Take a bus to the Hauptbahnhof, a train to Stuttgart, a bus or something to the airport and then... Fly to MILAN! Heck yes! Oh, and use an ATM to get some more cash.