Today I Learned the Importance of Taking the Right Bus

     Every Wednesday in the language class we do something fun, a learning by doing sort of thing.  So today we walked all around Giessen and talked about all the cool things that have happened and all the cool stuff that exists.   So we did that for five hours, straight walking around town.  It was fun, and I found out Giessen was pretty popular during the War. We ended the day at Marktplaz so all us kids went shopping and such, another hour of walking around.  Then Elliot and I decided to head back home.  So we hopped on a bus to Liebigschule to catch one home. 

     The next bus coming was the 377. I’d never taken it, always the 375 and the occasional 372.  But Elliot said it got him to his stop, so I went with it.  I only live on the other side of Pohlheim…   So the bus dropped Elliot off and after instead of going straight like all the other busses it turned right, and ended up taking me to a town 3km away. And the bus stop only had one bus coming to it, the 377, and not for another hour.  So I decided to walk back home.

     The walk back to Pohlheim was pretty nice, but long.  On the way I passed a pick your own Sunflower place, so I bought myself a Sunflower. Then after I got into Pohlheim I walked to a bus stop the 375 stops at.  I had missed it by 5 minutes! ARG! So I kept on walking, following the route the bus takes. I looked back as I was turning down a street and saw the 375 at the stop I was just at.  I knew there was a stop ahead so I started sprinting so I could catch the bus.  I looked back and saw the bus drive by the street I was on, I had turned one to early. So I walked another 30 minutes home.

It ended up being a nice day consisting of 9 hours of straight walking, so I’m pretty sure I burned off that *Raisin Bread* I regretted eating.  But now I really need a foot rub.