So yesterday, Lyse and I decided to take a city bus, to make a juncture with
a Montreal bound bus, twenty minutes' walk away. She was carrying a suitcase
full of clean clothes, her electric guitar and handbag full of books. I had
a week's worth of food for a camping trip, and my handbag with tablet.
No bus! We walked like army recruits, in the sweltering heat, to make the connection.
We did see a bus pass by at an impossible time. And questioned each other's
general life competence in less than polite terms.
So I looked over the schedule again today. We were on the red line: voilà the first page.
Yes friends, from Monday to Friday all buses run six minutes earlier. How about that!!
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