Death by bus.

So, went shopping with a friend today. Oh, I know, I know, how typical. (I bought a shirt, for anyone who cares.)

We decide (a.k.a. the 'rents decide) that travel by bus = brilliant idea.

And it would be, except for the fact that neither she nor I are exceptionally experienced with the Joy (oh yeah, it's that good) of the Victoria Transit System. Oh, and I SUCK at directions. Like, majorly.

So what do you get when you add US + BUS + NO SCHEDULE? Oh, right: the wrong timing, missing the R.O. Exchange, and then almost winding up at the highway on the way to the ferries.

Thank God for her quick thinking. And the yellow cord.

Can you imagine the tombstone? R.I.P., you stupid bus people!