A long bus trip is always profitable for what it has in terms of group therapy
There is a lot of philosophy on the bus. Pascal was probably getting off a stagecoach when he wrote that "Most of the evils that come to men come from not staying calm at home" . And Sartre's complete sentence was actually “hell is the others who go with you on the Conil de La Frontera-Panjón bus on a normal hot day in August”. What happens is that he came from making an interprovincial trip in a line car of the time and he didn't care a bit about everything and he left her halfway.
Bus stations. They are a hole in space time. The normal thing is that you see people who come from the past walking around there, but there are also those who appear from another timeline and even from a not so parallel dimension. If you have ever thought about buying a beret, before going to the hat shop, take a tour of a bus station and see how they look on people live. For his part, he Station toilets are a black hole where all sleaze has a seat . Bring home made things. And bring some loose change, because there is always someone who has just got out of jail and has missed the bus to Bilbao and needs 50 cents. They are there every day, probably because they are station employees hired to make you aware of what happens to you if you get busted in a stab robbery and then, to make matters worse, you miss the bus to Bilbao.
Buy the ticket online. It works quite well, but they still need to offer a photo and a brief resume of who will be your travel companion during the 6 or 8 complicated hours of your life. It would be a social network type application or a police lineup type.
Driver. Bus drivers are fabulous beings that have accompanied humanity since the beginning of time. In classical mythology they were known by other names such as keeper, minotaur, cyclops or "the guy who reached the final screen of Tetris in arcade games".
Tupperware. A fragrant custom that is being lost since They warn you over the loudspeaker not to do it . I would recover it as a tourist attraction and catalog of traditional cuisine for foreigners. If you're going to do it, do it right and take home a stew.
Companions. In the chance that a partner assigns you is where the bus trip becomes an inner journey, of discovery. You get a smelly or expansive one or a junkie with the monkey and that's when you start asking yourself the metaphysical question that has always marked human evolution: why? Or rather, why me? You can also get a miniskirt with piercings who invites you to chew gum and wants to show you the city and you ask yourself the same question, but with a different tone.
thermal contrasts. Bus air conditioners come with only two settings: "North Pole" , for the summer, and “Chicken Farm”, for the winter.
Bridal showers. It is one of the funniest things that can happen to you on a bus. Well, no. Since they can't think of anything to do to the bride-to-be on a bus, they make do with prolonged shrieking and chanting. At the height of Benavente you already curl up in your seat and wait for everything to pass, with stoicism or delirium tremens, it depends.
Go to San Fermin. The label on the bus on the way to San Fermín always includes a Cumbres de Gredos Shared since boot. The proper service is in tetra brik.
stops. The walking dead has no emotion at all for you who have been to so many service stations in La Mancha at nightfall.
Around the world. Stopping in towns is the most traditional way to travel. Ulysses did it and he didn't complain so much.
Flirt. You can pass. Start off easy, pretend you're reading a book. Start with a casual comment, something that shows that you are a man of the world, such as offering in kilometers with decimals exactly what remains to get to Torredonjimeno. Show a restrained interest in his activities, what he reads, what music he hears, whether that gum with which he makes the bubbles that are drilling your ears is strawberry. Try to find common interests and coincidences “look, we have the same number of arms” . It doesn't really matter what you do, there's no escape and if you talk to him all the time he could get Stockholm Syndrome before you guys get off. It could happen. Ask yourself what you have done wrong if at the height of Cuenca he picks up the emergency hammer and starts hitting the glass or your head.
Bath. For some reason, because it's lower down, perhaps, the bus toilet doesn't have the same stability as the seats, and its unofficial services include spin-drying. Army elite shooters use bus bathrooms a lot for training.
Rural Spain. The beautiful part of the bus trip is that the gentleman with a beret touches you and you can ask him about when they went to the pastures with the cattle and what he did in the Civil War. He probably doesn't know what you're talking about, but the people of the villages are very friendly and they like to hit the thread and something will come up. The other beautiful part is that you pass through the towns and everything seems admirable to you and makes you want to compose an eclogue. I once saw a deer that raced the bus near Burgo de Osma and traveling by bus made up for me forever.
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