The journey back from Leicester
October 6th, 2008 by Nick Tay
It was an awesome weekend. On Sunday, I didn’t really do anything. Suzie has to work in the morning and she was out of the house before I woke up. I got up around 8am, made myself breakfast and then went online. After checking my emails and talking to Sara on skype, I finally decided to watch the vast collection of DVDs that Suzie and her housemates had. Since I was in England, I decided to do a tribute to London Gangster movie, starting with the classic, Lock Stock and two Smoking Barrels, Layer cake, Snatch and many more. At the end of the evening I had watched about 7 movies, and then it was time for me to head to the bus station. Suzy came back just about an hour before we had to leave, took me to the bus station for dinner and we said our goodbyes. I did enjoy spending time with her. Its interesting as I never played with my cousins as kids. I don’t mean when I was like 3-4 where I don’t remember playing with them, even though I have photos of doing so, but as older kids or as teenagers we had very little contact. So now meeting them is really tons of fun as I can see the family traits in all of us, a little of each aunt in them 
The bus journey was interesting to say the least. It was a full bus and the last person to board was a man who looked like he just arrived from either India, Pakistan or Bangladesh. Anyways, he looked not quite right when he boarded the bus and sat at the back row. Then the bus was off and after about 45 minutes, somebody shouted out in a British accent , ” Oi Driver. Come and sort out your man or there will be some trouble on your coach. He is sick all over the place”. I looked backed and the Asian man (Asian means either Pakistani, Indian or Bangladeshi here, Chinese, Japanese, Korean and such are called Orientals), had puked all over the floor and on a few of the passengers and just sat there. The driver had stopped the bus, cleaned up a little and the man wanted to puke some more. Apparently he had been drunk, which would have explained the strange look on his face. Well, amazingly the bus driver just left him on the road, in the middle of the highway and drove off. I kinda felt bad for the poor lad. In the middle of nowhere, on a cold english night. Hope he made it home alright. Anyways, the bus continued and I was blessed that I could not really smell the puke, though the others on the back were not so blessed. We arrived at London Victoria, I quickly got on to the next train and before 11:30pm, I was already in bed sleeping.
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