The Trip home

Well, I was all set up for the big snow storm which was supposed to hit by nightfall...but it didn't. I wore my boots, bundled up, and...for nothing. But the trip home was weird. First, the bus drivers all seemed to think they were driving in the Indy 500...I mean, when you are pulling gees sideways, the bus is going *fast*. And, I started to get car-sick...I *never* get car sick. It was really weird, and nauseating. I got off at Bayshore, hoping it would pass, and then got on a 96...and then the O-Train...then the final bus home. Still felt ill. But once I got off the bus, and walked to the house, I was fine.

ttyl