oh Spain probs.

so somehow I totally forgot to blog about what happened with me and the buses last week!
I was running late to school and had just enough time. I was watching the sign to see how long it would be before the next bus I needed to take and two buses were arriving at the same time. I decided to not look at the bus sign before getting on because I thought it was my bus (the 33) but I was very wrong. It was the 39 which doesn't go anywhere near school. so after it took an unfamiliar corner, I was scared. I asked the driver to get off but he said I had to wait for the stop but it was close, and pointed to the stop to the left. after a 3 minute stop light, we finally made it to the stop and I got off and literally sprinted for my life to get back to another bus stop that would get me the right bus and take me to school. at this point, I'm not going to be on time because there was construction the week before creating a detour and doubling the route to school. after sprinting to the stop, a 34 arrived and I was so relieved that I wouldn't waste more time waiting for a bus at the stop. I got on, and of course one of my classmates was there. and he's a runner so of course I must have looked like a flailing idiot to him while running with my boots and backpack to make the bus. a little while later, I was getting ready to get off and walk instead of spending more time on the detour but my friend informed me that the road was open and there wasn't roadwork anymore. thank goodness for that. luckily, I made it to school with time to spare! but it was one heck of a morning.