or an excuse to put two totally unrelated items in the same blog post…
we got to the train station about 20 minutes before the scheduled departure time. but there was no train. and there were very few people. and there was this in the parking lot.
and when i got inside there was this very official sign and a guy giving refunds
but before i could make it out of the train station the bus people were offereing to sell me a ticket. so i bought three. i’ve never done the train here, but the kids both assure me that the bus is no train. smart, aren’t they?
remember back when i had that very bad cancer removed from my head and the plastic surgeon gave me a bonus face lift and he promised me that my entire scalp would be covered by hair?
apparently he really meant almost all. and that’s only one of the hairless spots. (bald is just sounds so harsh.)