Buses are a central part of life in Athens. Whether it is the tour buses that squeak through the tiniest of spots, or rely on the assistance of various passers-by, or directions from a kiosk shouted through an open window, or the city buses that take us back and forth to the metro, we spend a lot of time in awe of the skill of our bus drivers. Driving in Athens can be an art form. Streets that were built when donkeys were the main mode of speedy transportation, gas that can top $16/gallon, sites that are so off the beaten path as to be unrecognizable, and precarious precipices and sick-making turns... these are just a few of the challenges that our drivers expertly navigate at startling speeds. Meanwhile, at home, we aren't sure what the turn signal is for, and let our 16 year olds drive when they have never successfully parallel parked.
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| This white mini-bus is ours, and the sign says "North Florida University" which is a new interpretation of our name. |
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| I've talked before about how tight the spaces are, but I finally got a photo that shows it -- the two mirrors are about an inch apart. |
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| We are never going to get past this unloading van, right? Wrong. No paint was scratched in the passing of this vehicle. |
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