There could not be a better setting for a tragi-comedy than a bus terminus

“While we were gazing at them, off roared the bus we had first seen, tucked away in a corner, its departure unaccountably advanced by twenty minutes. There was a mad scramble to get out of the bus into which we had just got in and a dash to the one which was tantalisingly poised at the entrance, waiting for a chance to turn into the speeding traffic. We thought we would never make it, but the crowd rushed us along and swept us up the steps until we found ourselves packed tight between sweating but jubilant beach-goers. We were on our way at last, although we looked longingly at the corner seats we might have occupied if we had just waited for this bus to move instead of trying our luck at others.”

Posted April 10, 2001

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