Caminando

I ended up taking a nap, and afterward I realized that one of my colleagues is here in the hotel.  But, I missed him.  He left before I could catch him, so I'm still alone.  I went for a walk around the area instead . . . by myself.  Ok, maybe that wasn't the smartest thing to do.  I don't think it was dangerous, or at least I wasn't walking in any of the dangerous parts.  But I draw a lot of attention.  I don't know if that's because I look very different from everyone else, or just because I am a young female.  And I don't know how to react to these guys calling out to me.  Let's just say it made me feel a little uncomfortable.

A school bus being used as a public bus.  I don't think you
can tell from this picture, but the bus is packed.  I'm not sure
another body could fit in there.

I ended up going to T.G.I. Friday's, yet another place brought by the United States.  It was a pleasant experience, even though I realized that I really hate being completely by myself.  I especially hate traveling by myself.  It makes me wish that Gizmo was here so at least I wouldn't be alone in my hotel room.  And yet I don't like sharing rooms with other people.  Of course, that may be because I don't like sleeping with someone else in the room more than anything else.
One thing I noticed while I was walking around is that they use old school buses as regular buses.  And the buses are almost always jam packed full of people. It looks very uncomfortable.
I think I am probably overloading everyone after not writing for so long.  I guess that just means I need to travel more so I actually feel like I have something interesting to share.