As I'd mentioned in yesterday's ramblings, the train ride (which is really a long walk to the station, a long train ride, and then a jeep ride to work) has its own stressors. Yesterday's jeep dropped me off on the island in the middle of a highway. I couldn't jaywalk to the other end. The onrushing cars seemed to me like a swiftly flowing current of a swollen river. I really don't know how I made it to the other end but I do remember being scratched by the thorny bougainvilleas planted along the island (I had to walk close to the vegetation, lest I "fell") until I got into a part where the cars slowed down enough for me to think that it was actually possible to wade through.
Yesterday I was so tired that I literally fell into bed and passed out as soon as I got home. But I suppose the train really is the way to go. And, it's more environment friendly too.
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