As i have mentioned a couple of weeks ago, me and elen would normally have the same busdriver each morning to the refuge. As ive changed projects i will no longer be on his bus at twenty past eight each morning, and this makes me sad :[ so ive decided to write him a thankyou letter for entertaining me each morning.
Dear George,
I am aware that your name is not George, but me and elen needed a suitable name to call you that a] looked like you, and b] wasnt spanish so that you wouldnt know we were talking about you, and your lucious floppy hair and ridiucously long eyelashes make you look like a brilliant George. or at the very least, Jorge which is spanish for George. Thankyou for smiling at me with your gappy teeth each morning and for making the move that sealed our friendship- nodding and waving at me and elen when we daydreamed and forgot to get off the bus at our stop, you waited paciently while elen put her flip flops back on and laughed as we waved goodbye. Thankyou for playing eighties classics every morning such as Medolys of Queen, the occasional Final Countdown, and some Pink Floyd, you are a ledgend. Thankyou for finding it funny, and not annoying when me and elen sung along very loudly on your very crowded morning bus to such songs and please thank your friend who thought it was funny too. Thankyou for making the first conversation- where are you from? ahh england. thats far. why arent you wearing any shoes [to elen]? thankyou for always stopping at our stop on the way home even when the button wasnt working, and for letting us cross in front of your bus instead of making us wait. and for laughing hysterically and at the same time looking terrified when we almost got hit from cars coming the other way. dont worry, we wouldnt have blamed you.
Thankyou for just being a general AWESOME busdriver
You have the best decorated bus ive ever seen.
Yours,
Crazy english girl number one. x
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