Monthly Archives

November 2014

  • Before Perú Bus Life

    Small Blessings.

    Sometimes a blessing comes in the shape of a vehicle. Today Mama Bear and Papa Bear drove me to work. Bee. A. Ootiful. Note to self: Do NOT look down while waiting at the…

    November 19, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life


    It’s Sunday. Bear and I are sitting around our place today. What does one do on a Sunday without a vehicle? We’ve debated going out to see a movie, but that’s a half-mile walk…

    November 16, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    Many A Mustache.

    This morning I apparently woke up on the right side of the bed because I was running ahead of time. If you know me, you know that this is not a normal thing. (Granted,…

    November 15, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    The 3rd Very Cold Day.

    Tonight was the third coldest night, but what stood out to me the most was not the piercing cold, or the waiting on the bus, or the wet feet… It was the two guys…

    November 14, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    The 2nd Very Cold Day

    Today was the second very cold day since we haven’t had vehicles. I mean, it felt super duper cold. But, now that I think of it I don’t know that it felt colder than…

    November 12, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    The 1st Very Cold Day.

    The temperature hit six degrees at around ten o’clock in the evening tonight. Everything was fun up until then. Bear’s parents were kind enough to drop my mother off at the airport to head…

    November 11, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    Bus fare. Bus fair.

    I would have helped the guy on the bus this morning. He was short some change. At first I felt for him, but as I watched how he treated the driver I decided I’d…

    November 8, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    The Front Seat

    There was a man tonight in the front seat*.  I have taken note of some different personalities in the front seat, and this guy is precious. It’s always weird for me to jot down…

    November 7, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    From Awe To Awful.

    On the evening of November 6th, the bus was fifteen minutes late. The weather wasn’t great, and that’s an understatement. I sat in the front and overheard a guy wearing a beanie call the…

    November 6, 2014
  • Before Perú Bus Life

    A First For Everything.

    Simply put, my first day alone with public transportation as my only option was… memorable. I don’t think I had realized up until this point how much I had relied on Bear to pick…

    November 5, 2014