Ski goes back and forth looking at me and Pepto and finally goes and opens the passenger door. He gets back in his seat, rolls down the window and says, "Com'on guys, get in my car, warm up for a bit." I ignore him, and Ski notices this. When he sees Ski, he says "You're still here? From this morning?" and Ski mumbles something which I understood to mean "No, I went somewhere but came back when I was told the bus would leave here at 1." The Pepto-Bismol dude, in spite of his confidence and good mood, does not radiate trustworthiness. He walks up to check the bus schedules which are posted next to the window. Possibly drunk, but likely some other type of substance abuse. He's drinking Pepto-Bismol straight from the bottle. A guy in a wifebeater and leather jacket gets out of the driver's seat. ![]() He is visibly hungry, and freezing his tiny frame to death in the early April winds of Erie midnights.Īn old SUV comes screeching around the corner. He does not have a bus ticket, and the station is closed. He was hoping to be at work in the morning. That bus is not going anywhere near his destination. The only bus leaving from Erie was the one to Buffalo, which I am taking on my way to NYC. He has been grossly misinformed, or there has been a communication failure. I started telling him that it's too cold to sleep outside and he could consider calling the police.Ī fter much back and forth, I figure out that he wants to go to a small town in the Pocono Mountains, clear on the other side of the state. He does not have a place to stay in Erie he burnt bridges at the previous job he doesn't have cab fare or any money really to get back to warmth. The bus is not going where he needs to go. I try to explain to him gently how screwed he is he seems to get it. He had heard from someone, somewhere that there was a spa in *NO IDEA HOW TO TRANSCRIBE WHAT HE SAID* and another person told him the bus went there, leaving at 1 am from Erie. He arrived a couple of weeks before with a visa and a job aligned at a spa somewhere in the vicinity of Erie. He looks like he is 13 years old but is probably 20 or so. I'll spare you the impossibly language-barriered exchange and summarize. I answer in my most neutral traveling English, "Twenty minutes ago". He asks something again, and this time I understand a bit better: "What time the bus is?" I pull out a bag of sour cream and onion potato chips, crack it open and offer him some I mean he was really skinny. He approaches me and mutters something completely incomprehensible. A taxi pulls up and drops off a very small man with one suitcase and one backpack. The station is closed I'm outside trying to keep warm. If you already have an account, please log in to access our pre-beta streaming true real-time live scores.Erie, Pennsylvania - one o'clock in the morning. 2023 USBA Three-Cushion National Championship at Carom Billiards, 5141 N University Drive, Lauderhill, FL. ![]() We're proud that our revolutionary platform is currently being used at: While we're preparing all of our new and exciting features, please join our community by signing up for a Spinhound account and reserving your own Spinhound handle. We're a new destination for experiencing the world of billiards.
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