sit down for a short while by the bed, the cat
comes over, full ofpurrs, friendly. She seems
to enjoy being petted in the morning •
And then get up, go down the old stairway,
and hurry on down the street.. go through
the christwas cafe, wooden huts and trees in
the middle of the town.
At the bus stop, say good morning to
Dolores, and then admire the lights from the
hotel on the other riverside reflecting in the
water of the river Isar. Turn, and look down
the main road, the Bundestraße 15, towards
the old gaol and the distant buildings on the
hills.
The bus is now visible, rounding the corner
by the gaol, may five hundred metres away
the vehicle looking small and insignificant
beside the trucks in the road. As it approaches
it appears to grow, and when it is at
the corner by the bridge and the bus stop it
is its full concertina-jointed fifteen metre length.
let dolores board first, and look
back towards the town gate. There, lit by
the orange light, a figure is running. It is
the Taxi driver, he is a little bit late, the
bus is a bit early. Tell the bus driver that
there is another passenger coming
on the run, the driver says that he will
wait.
sit down in the back of the bus. The
driver has not turned on the cabin lights,
the only light is the street lighting coming in
through the windows, and the light from
the television screens in the bus. It is
relaxing on the eyes, sitting in the dark
dim light.
Up at the front at the bus, the taxi driver
pays his fare, the driver waits a few
moments more, and then the bus moves
off. It moves steadily through the dimly
lit streets. At one point it stops and
waits, allowing an emergency doctor
to pass, he driving a big BMW all-terrain
vehicle, horns blaring, blue lights
flashing, speeding around the comers,
heading for the distant motorway.


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