Mood:  Thanksgiving was a blast. Mochi and I made Thanksgiving dinner. That includes our turkey, Fredorick, mashed potatoes (we never make enough... it's always the first thing that gets eaten up), candied sweet potatoes (the toasted marshmallows on top remind me of smores... yum), the stuffing (we stuffed the turkey and voila we emerged victorious with non microbially infested bread and herbs and stuff), the gravy (none of the powdered stuff, we made it from turkey drippings) and green beans (no remark about them except I told Mochi that fresh green beans are a whole heck of a lot better than canned ones.... xD) Got back to the apartment at around 1:30am and then stayed up all night cleaning up the apartment and packing before leaving to catch the bus at 5:30am to go visit a friend. I swear, everytime you go on a Greyhound bus, you end up with an adventure. 1.- On my way down I met these two guys who were getting off at the same stop I was. Which was good cause they made sure I didn't transfer bus at the wrong station. Would you know it, they were also no the same bus I was on Sunday afternoon? I mean, what are the chances of that? 2.- On the way down, we were stopped for about an hour between Indio and El Centro due to a traffic accident. It was most (un)amusing to sit in the bus and stare outside at the other non moving vehicles. After all, misery loves company. 3.- On the way up, I was scheduled to take the bus which left at 1pm. It comes and the driver tells me there is no more space on it and that I should take the next bus. Well, the next bus to El Monte didn't leave until next morning, but a bus leaving for LA would come at 3pm and told me to come back then. >.< So I come back... and when the bus comes around, they tell me once again that it's full and I'll have to take the next bus... at which I most vehemently and in my fastest and angriest Spanish I said I needed to get on that bus as it was the second time I would be delayed. So I got on. yaaay. n_n Of course, I had to stand for about 2 hours with this other girl who also had to get on it, but hey, at least I was on. 4.- That overbooking incident happened again at the next stop. After finally finding a seat, the driver had the same issue with too many people to fit on the bus. So once again, we had a few standing in the aisles. 5.- We were stopped by a border patrol car that demanded to see our IDs. I was this close to not bringing my passport and all that as I wasn't even leaving the States... but good thing I did. n_n 6.- Ran across a random Asian guy on the bus who was also getting off at LA and we talked in Cantonese for about two hours. It was quite interesting. According to him, he was a chef from Singapore who had cooked in Israel, France, Italy and other places. It was good practicing with a perfect stranger I guess. And then I hailed a cab for him at the LA station to take him to LAX. Which cost him $45.... from downtown LA to LAX... wth... So needless to say, it was a good trip, although a bit long on the bus part. In the end it all worked out fine, for which I'm glad. Foggy Azusa at 5:30am looks very weird.  <--- art project
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