After v. stressful week, decided would be just the thing to take impromptu visit to the Big City to visit the gals for weekend of relaxation (read: girly facials, pedicures and pot). Needless to say, as was weekend involving yours truly, did not exactly go as planned.
To shorten v. long ordeal, Big City-bound bus was involved in rather serious accident. First, a 16-wheeler swerved to miss a car that had hit the cement barrier. Then, fine Chinatown bus that yours truly was on, swerved to miss the lot of them, but the driver couldn’t stop in time and ended up hitting the windshield of the bus on the corner of the semi, shattering the window and smashing the front of the bus. Driver was then wedged with the steering wheel in his chest. He passed out. The semi then decided to move to the side of the road. And being on a hill, once the semi moved, the bus started rolling. But since the driver was wedged in, and consequently out cold, no one could get to the brake. So, we rolled until we hit the cement wall.
The lot of us stood on the side of the road watching quite helplessly for two hours as the emergency crew took chain saws and winches to the bus wreckage to get the driver out. Called the bus company yesterday and inquired after his situation to learn that is stable and still in the hospital. Can imagine the poor fellow has some fairly critical injuries. Am luck to have come away with nothing more than a headache and some bruised knees.
Am certain if airline company knew of luck associated with this gal, would cancel next week’s West Coast flight immediately. And this gal, to be sure, will be appropriately sedated as am getting v. nervous about travel of any sort.
… was so glad you finally made it though!! Had so very much fun with you!
Come back soon Sugar.
Holy.
I’m glad you’re ok! Wow, so much happens to you!
Ditto what Ari said. Was so good to see you!
Wow! Glad to see you were unharmed.
A spine-shuddering ordeal, to be sure; good god, fish. Odd that just last night on the radio some well-known psychic was saying this would be the big year for horrible traffic accidents in which people come away unscathed. If I were your physician I would prescribe 2 pints of cookie dough icecream, your fav tv shows and a comforter.
Wow, glad you are ok!
Wenches? Don’t you mean wrenches? Or do you mean wenches?
I do indeed mean winch. The chain and clutch that one uses to pull v. heavy things. You know, like on tow trucks, etc.
I thought that was a winch. By the way, I am convinced that in every movie that involves one, the winch is the problem. If you ever see a winch in a movie, expect something to go wrong with it. But maybe it’s a “wench,” so now I’m going to have to go look it up.
Glad you’re well, by the way. You sure live an adventurous life, even if they’re not all happy adventures. May you live long and laugh about them many times in the future.
Okay, Michael, we’ve been over this before. I spell things wrong. ALL the time.
I like to be on a rum-and-coke IV drip for at least three hours before takeoff. Makes it more fun when the security lady gets friendly with that wand.
Oh my gosh! I’m so glad you’re OK. Poor bus driver guy. Glad you got an update on his condition … that’ so sweet of you.