Back at it again I know many will criticize me for my time without writing in this blog, and many others may not want to read it again, and I know that may never be again what it was.
seem impossible for many to justify the absence of entries for many months, but I will say the reason I stopped writing, because maybe I should have written in his day and I did not, mea culpa: I bought a bike . So, tired of repeated violations schedules, the threats to strike, bounce, Hall, sick of public transport in this city, I went one day to a store and bought a folding bike, and until now have been the happiest man world.
Every day in my journey of about two miles, passed through the line 24 stops, almost always full of people, some of which I watched with eager eyes at that time also have a way to reach your destination and leave the hell of the marquee (where available) or Tuzsa pole. Sometimes even overtook the bus on the street, and this sure would come a few days earlier in a bike bus.
But life changes, my job ends and I no longer need to travel regularly by Zaragoza today, which I am excited about riding a bus Tuzsa in order to see the time and travel to other I have to do now.
After so many months, this time, so many promises, agreements, strikes or drills, in so many words and bureaucratic verbiage Captain Aragon has awakened from his dream of princesses: still the same. Buses of all kinds, new museum, the famous match boxes saturated lines, time missed ... And yes, drivers, some worthy of a monument, as I was yesterday on a bus line 21, in which I could have had a coffee and would not have spilled a drop, and other worthy of a bonfire of San Juan as the man who today, at the wheel of their car line 52, without becoming the final stop is down, to come to relieve their internal has become, it has risen and has freak.
But nothing happens, because the user, as always, lowers the ears and waits, silent on the outside, raging inside, for another bus arrives, or simply to arrive after 20 minutes waiting, fingers crossed to stop and open the door.
Greetings fellow sufferers, we are at the stop.