Hell to Heaven

i just had the best weekend i’ve had in a while, but it didn’t start off that way.  i was on the bus ride from hell.  i already had reservations about the bus ride from past experience, but i put those emotions aside when i saw how cheap it was. 

my friend, the prance kitten, and i stood in line for the bus for a good 30 minutes, after 25 minutes of waiting we decided we should get some food for the ride.  then right as she was looking at our options, the bus started boarding…no food for us.  normally i can last 4 hours without food, but i didn’t eat anything since lunch which was 5 hours before.  then we sat in seats with zero leg room.  my legs aren’t long, but they need space to be free.  and if that wasn’t enough the heat was easily set to 90 degrees.  we were sitting in pools of our own sweat…it wasn’t pretty. 

we decided our only options was to take off all the clothes we could while still looki being covered up and just keep talking to keep food off our minds.  it was torture to see the people in front of us pull out sandwiches followed by numerous snacks.  if i had an escape i would have taken something and ran, but i was stuck.  eventually we got there and ordered indian food, streched our legs, and got really cold in the 10 degree weather…it was great.

i think god felt bad, and decided to help me out the next day.  prance kitten and i went to the gym for a dance class.  i spotted my first nyc celeb, david duchovny…appartently the dance teacher has been trying to get him to take the class for weeks.  i was already excited for the dance class for just being dance, but it got better when i heard the first notes….kill the lights.  if dancing to britney wasn’t good enough the 80 year old woman next to me, made me love it even more.  she goes 3 times a week, and really knew how to break it down.

great memories were made, and those were just the first 24 hours.