Walking through the city I have stopped at the passenger terminal, unintentionally I am looking at where the public transports arrive to pick up all the people who will travel to different places in the country. My mind starts to fly and remember how it was an episode of life in a bus terminal.

Many years ago I had spent a short vacation at home and after it was over I had to return to the university. My car had a breakdown and I had to leave it at home until the next vacation.

Many things happened along the way, I had to take several buses at different stops as I had to travel about 1000 km to reach my destination.

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There were road accidents and delays in the itinerary and when I arrived at my penultimate terminal stop it was already very late. It was a town where the cars in the afternoons no longer leave to travel, only if enough passengers arrive they do. It was not my luck, I spent more than 3 hours waiting for someone else to arrive and no one came.

I was very sad because I had to stay somewhere to sleep until the next morning to go back to the terminal. Nearby there was a guesthouse where I could rent a room for the night. I spent more than I should have and that made me sad but I had no choice.

I took a shower and then went to bed but I felt in my body the presence of the insects in the bed. I even thought I heard the sound of them, passing through my body. That thought disgusted me but I was so tired that I fell asleep and then it was already 5 am. So I showered and packed my things and walked back to the terminal. I waited another little while until the passengers were full and we started the trip to my destination city.

So when I arrive at a passenger terminal my mind goes back to the past and vividly recalls that experience of my life.