I took Rachel to the hospital yesterday afternoon. we took the bus.I love Pamplona's bus system
I love that people of all classes ride on the bus
I love that people of all nationalities ride the bus
I love that I see well dressed women in high heals running to catch the bus
I love that I can catch a bus ten yards from my front door and take that same bus all the way into the heart of Pamplona.
I love that almost every time I ride the bus I see some sort of reunion - - people greeting a neighbor or a family member or an old acquaintance that they haven't seen in years . . .
I DIDN'T love it so much yesterday when the man that was behind me on the bus kept pushing me in the back and telling me to keep walking down the bus' narrow isle even though the people in front of me weren't moving and the bus was braking and curving at the same time.
but I DO love Rachel, and and I DID totally enjoy the time we had together as we waited for her to get checked in. we had coffee. (and then a chocolate croissant, and then she had a natural yogurt - - good girl, yeah? and I had a pincho - - a teeny tiny baguette with a slice of cured ham with a strip of roasted italian green pepper) all while we talked about things like the cute things we've seen on etsy and how we can't wait for Abi and Nathaniel to come and visit us for Christmas . . .
and I tucked her in, and took the bus home.
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I have been enjoying your posts very much my friend. I'm sorry to hear Rachael is not well. Have you gotten my last two emails? I miss you.
Oh Naomi, you are doing such a good job taking care of Rachel; thanks for doing what we all would love to be doing--you are filling in the gaps; I love my sisters!
I love the bus system in Spain too. Soooo different than here. I miss my Spain!
The "bus community" is so different isn't it? It's like no matter what bus you are on you all have a sympathy for each other and realize that it might take extra long but you are all in it together. I had so many people help me as we rode the bus around PA. Stranger catching my kids as they struggled to walk to the back of the bus, strangers sitting with my kids and keeping them entertained .. there are always a few unpleasant things, like the joint I found, conviscated from my 4 year old and promptly threw away, but over all riding with a bunch of strangers squeezed in next to you is friendlier than riding all alone in a car ... (but I'm happy to have a car again :)
So- any news? I love you all. a million times over. a million times a million.
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