Weather Weirdness (2)
We are still talking about the strange event when the bus zooms into the noisy traffic. The weather has cleared up and the suns rays are stealing through the clouds and blinding the passengers who are starring out the windows. Most of them shield their eyes with their palms or squint and look back into the dreary occupants of the bus. Then another thunderbolt sounds, right above us, people shriek and look up, cowering down at the same time. Once again the roof of the bus is pealed back the same as you´d open a can of sardines. It´s a clean cut. The bus driver pulls over and shouts at everyone to get of the bus calmly. We break windows and shove each other out of the way. This slows the bus emptying process. On the pavement we can see the neat curl of metal at the end of the bus. It´s impressive. The people are crazy now, someone is ringing the press. I decide to walk the rest of the way home. I´ve had enough weirdness for one day.