Bus Bytes

This morning the poor old bus could hardly make it up the Mill Plain hill.
I thought we were going to have to get out and push.

Then this guy got on and was talking to no one in particular. He was discussing bombs, bloody people, murder etc.
After say, 10 minutes the bus driver asked him where he was going. Luckily for us all it was not far. He did have a nice big back pack that had us all wondering what exactly he was carrying in there.