2003-11-05 - 7:00 p.m.
Yesterday I left Patzcuaro for Mexico City. I have one rule about Mexico City. Don't be out alone after dark. Simple enough.
My bus left at 12:30. A four hour drive. Three and a half hours later the bus driver pulled over at a gas station and ... ASKED FOR DIRECTIONS.
At 8:30, we finally pulled into the bus station. After dark. Alone. At this point, I thought, fuck it. I was so pissed I didn't care whether I got robbed. I was ready to hit whoever over the head with my umbrella. Luckily for all concerned, nobody tried. The theif would've been tragically bruised. And I woulda got shot.
Nota Bene: This was bus ride #25 in Mexico and the first time I have ever had any problem of any kind. It was a whopper but hardly defeats my faith in the system.
