So here's the thing...

I missed my bus yesterday from Timaru to Oamaru. Luckily a guy that worked at the bus depot drove me to where the bus was waiting for me. But the reason I missed the bus was because when the driver called out where he was going, or more precisely, asked where other passengers were going, he called "Christchurch?" Which is contrary to his destination of Dunedin. Now suppose you were a bus driver, which do you think would be the more efficient way of getting people on the bus? Calling out your destination? Or calling out another bus' destination?

Anyway, once on the bus I realized that double-decker buses are great. Oh...except for when they reek of stale urine and every other passenger on the bus hates you for making them nore late than they already were. Another thing occurred to me on the bus, why the hell doesn't olafactory fatigue occur with the aroma of pee-pee? It seems to me from an evolutionary standpoint that human waste would be one of the first smells you would not want to smell. Luckily the ride was only about 45 miutes and I hope to never see those other, glaring passengers or that putrid smelling bus ever again. (Keep your fingers crossed that I don't have to take it again today.)

Chris

P.S. - These hostels with free internet are great. If you are a huge inter-nerd like me.

P.P.S. - Rooney, thanks a lot for those mp3s. They have saved my sanity a few times. The new Decemberists is incredible.