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I was going to post a bit of an update earlier today, but I ended up sleeping since getting home. Of course, now that it’s 1am in the morning and I’ve just finished watching another episode of Iron Chef America — I decided that the best thing to do instead of just falling asleep would be to read Andrew’s blog, and specifically his post about his weekend travel’s. Needless to say, here I am writing mine.

I went home on Friday to go to a friend’s birthday party. That wasn’t really too new in itself, but the bus ride I was on was different. I ended up on the bus that doesn’t take the 401 and goes through the back roads and through the smaller towns on the way to London. As we were passing a sign that said free corn and also included a small horse buggy manned by two Mennonites that were selling syrup — the whole entire bus came to a stop just off the road, close to a ditch. The bus driver casually got out of the bus and decided to help himself to some corn and purchase some syrup!

That same bus driver was also responsible for breaking more laws in relation to stoplights then I’ve seen anyone else do in a while. We ran 3 red lights. I’m not talking about lights that turned red while we were in the intersection, no, we straight up ran 3 lights that turned red before we got to them. This guy was intense! We also stopped to let off a passenger in a spot right next to the sign that so clearly said no stopping. Possibly because it was on a sharp curve of a one lane road. How does this guy even have his license anymore?!

The bus ride back wasn’t as exciting. It was pretty standard all in all and I thought that the weird transportation sighting from the weekend were over.

As I got off the local bus on campus, I decided to go visit the plaza as I had nothing to eat or drink really and I was at least really thirsty. Now, we have a railroad track that crosses the edge of campus and I had to go across it. And there was a train on it. You’re wondering how that’s exciting. Well, it was stopped, still running right next to the crossing. And there was no one inside. That’s right, a whole train was just sitting there for anyone who sort of felt the urge to become a train engineer at that very moment. Maybe if I wasn’t so tired I would have taken this situation on as more than just an offer =P

As I was deciding where to visit and spend some money in the plaza, a man in overalls and with a bunch of pens in his chest pocket passed me. He also had a sub and a fountain drink in hand. It clicked in my head that that was probably the engineer from the train that was just casually sitting on the tracks. At this point I had to make sure, that this entire train was just left running at a crossing so this guy could get his early lunch — so I followed him back. Sure enough, he got on the train.

So there you have it, if you feel like some food, just park your train on the crossing and just sort of hop out and leave it all running and open. As long as you get tired and unenterprising students like myself passing by, it probably won’t get stolen XD