We have a very entrepreneurial bus driver on our 5 hour journey from Mexico City to Guatajuato. He likes to make regular, unscheduled stops, sometimes to get himself some tacos (which he eats which both hands while driving with his knee) & other times to pick up random passengers at the roadside whose fares seemed to be going into his pocket rather than the ticket machine. He also takes us to this strawberry stall for a break. Everyone's so exasperated with the journey that they can't resist the delicious smell & we all buy the pots of strawberries with sugar & cream anyway. Unsurpisingly the driver doesn't have to pay for his.
Saturday, 28 June 2008
A Strawberry Stop
We have a very entrepreneurial bus driver on our 5 hour journey from Mexico City to Guatajuato. He likes to make regular, unscheduled stops, sometimes to get himself some tacos (which he eats which both hands while driving with his knee) & other times to pick up random passengers at the roadside whose fares seemed to be going into his pocket rather than the ticket machine. He also takes us to this strawberry stall for a break. Everyone's so exasperated with the journey that they can't resist the delicious smell & we all buy the pots of strawberries with sugar & cream anyway. Unsurpisingly the driver doesn't have to pay for his.
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