T-Bane

So, here is a story of anger, annoyance, and common culture shock.

I was asked by a friend to visit, so I did. What else do I have to do but study for that test that I DO NOT want to do... So I jammed on my shoes and took to the door. Little did I know that I should have just turned around and hid in my room.

First things first, I wasn't thinking about the fact there is like a foot of snow outside... nor did I think about OHHHH it's very cold and icy. In that, I grabbed my old ass vans (that are missing the heel and lack ANY traction. Literally, I've shaved the bottoms of those things.) I head outside and think about this, but eh.. I'm only going 30 ft to the bus stop. OF COURSE, it was at this moment that I decide to slip and nearly complete the splits... stopping only at the expense of my thigh being wrangled some odd way.
OW...
So I hobble to the bus stop and wait for the damn thing to come... Oh wait.. I JUST missed the last one, so I stand in the snow fall waiting for the next one in 12 mins. Ok.. not so bad... BUT... I think... hmmm what stop do I need next and then look at the post. Dammit... none of them say kingsja. so, I just have to guess...

On the bus, I wait til I get to the stop I need. NOPE, One to early. Yah. SO, I end up walking about a mile (all uphill, on ICE, with shoes that lack any grip)

Only to find that on my way there, the snow up the hill has turned into a thick, sandy, black ooze.. not to mention my shoes have NO heel, therefore all of the ooze... well, oozes into my shoes.... Icky.

I get to Linn's flat and we make tea. It is at this time however that a glass in the cabinet decides to go suicidal on us, and attempted to take us too. It was ineffective, but the glass shards were EVERYWHERE... Under the table, in the soup, in the bathroom. SO there was about 30 mins there just to clean it up. Oh did I mention that Linn does not have a vacuum or a broom. So, we are PICKING the shards from the floor.

After this. We drink tea and watch Heroes, while I chatter as always.
FLASH FORWARD>>>>>>>>>
Leaving Linn's place, I head to the bus and in fact RUN to the bus stop hoping that I hadn't missed it... Yeah... it was 10 mins late... *grumble*
So, I'm getting warm on the bu and my stop comes up... and the driver goes past it.. (I'm jamming the STOP button to hell and back at this time too)
NOPE... we keep going and going, then I head the DING of the stopper button. So the damn things DO WORK... I'm pretty certain that the driver didn't bother stopping because either the button was broken ( I WAS STANDING BY THE DOOR) and distracted by his TUBBY friend who was talking to him the whole time. bastard!!

Soooo, I get off at the last station which happens to be the light rail/subway stop too. As I scramble in the slush up to the stop, a grop of guidos are blocking the path... yelling and puching each other... and IN MY WAY... I try in vain to get around them, and as I make it around them past the wicket... I see my train go.. ARGGH!

Angrily I wait in the cold for another 20 mins, and get on the next train.

Sitting... it's nice and quiet, but there are these 2 strange fellows. One has a guitar and the other has a cup and tambourine. OH GOD

So they begin to serenade us as we sit on the train, while shaking a cup in my face. This was priceless, as the Norwegians faces were in UTTER horror. I tried to get out a few coins to pay them for this pleasure (the singing was AWFUL though)

I make it to my station and walk to my flat... all the while in my COLD, WET, and GROSS shoes... yah. Fun night.

TTLY