It’s winter and the streets are all cold and snowy. I’m riding a bus with Marcelo. The bus has a fare meter like a taxi. Marcelo tells me that in the winter, near Christmas, you can just pay the driver whatever you want, you don’t have to pay what’s on the meter. I am anxious because I don’t have any money and I tell Marcelo I’ll have to borrow from him.
Marcelo hops off the bus and disappears, but he leaves his bag so I assume he’s coming back. Elliott gets on the bus and I talk with him for a while. I am working up the nerve to ask him to lend me money so I can pay the driver. The fare meter keeps going up and it’s already at $77.00. I’m trying to figure out how much is reasonable to give him, I think $60.00 seems about right.
Marcelo comes back and we get off the bus and go to a restaurant. We’re looking at the menu but we’re also trying to decide if we want to buy the restaurant. I’m looking for food that doesnt have wheat in it, but most of the desserts do. I settle on a dessert that is like a spicy Mexican pigs-in-blankets with a hot sausage.
