Perhaps it is worth mentioning that the buses here are run as cottage industries, although 'cottage' evokes images of tranquility and repose that are the polar opposite of a bus experience. The routes are reasonably well defined, the buses pass at reasonable intervals, and the fares are uniform, but each bus is a business unto itself. This means the size, condition, and interior appearance of a bus is always unique. One bus may have red curtains on the windows and red seat covers with a flat screen TV to entertain passengers with throbbing music videos. It will still bang, shudder, and bounce, but a nod to appearances has been made.
Other buses have not received a hint of maintenance since Buzz Aldrin walked on the moon. (I picked Aldrin because his real first name is Edwin. Both an Edwin and a Shepard have walked on the surface of the moon which, if you meditate on it properly, is meaningless information). I should add that besides each bus being unique, the same is very true with each driver as well.
The half-hour public address unfolded without incident, much to the speaker's gratification, because today he happened to be me. Carol used her iPhone to snap me looking up a scripture.
The subject was "Build Your Faith in Man's Maker." One recommendation was that whatever we have done to acquire the degree of faith in God we have so far, let's keep on doing it. Whether it is Bible reading, learning about the marvels of creation, answered prayers, learning at Christian meetings, we need to build up our faith with a sense of purpose or it will wither, especially in today's world.
Afterwards Carol and I went for supper at the El Camerón Azul, in the commercial center of Ixtapa. This evening, everywhere we turned, the town was flooded with flat screen TVs covering the Super Bowl game as broadcast over the CTV, Quebec, network. Even pharmacies and shoe repair shops had a TV going, knowing it was vital for attracting customers this evening.
And that's the kind of day it was.
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