"Don't Do That"

Bus 10, “The Games Express”, is really my favorite bus. Not only is it the quickest way to get to Blenz – I mean, the Whistler Village – it is also frequently used by athletes since it terminates at Athlete’s Village. We usually head straight to the seats in the back of the bus, and the other night two young German athletes were sitting across the back as well. Sydney and Charlotte Sarah were the closest to them, and this is really their story.

As the bus zipped along through the dark, it made a couple of stops at which no one got on or off. Sarah picked up on this and, nudging Sydney, pointed to one of the German guys who had his arm wrapped around the yellow cord. Each time he moved, the “stop requested” light lit up and the driver pulled over and opened his doors.

Sydney turned to the kid and, in a surprisingly serious voice, said the most obvious thing she could think of: “don’t do that”. The kid looked at her with a shocked expression on his face, unwound his arm from the cord and placed it in his lap as she burst out laughing in his face. Suddenly a sense of realization overcame him. “That,” he pointed to the cord, “open door?” “Yes!” Sydney nodded, and soon both Germans joined in her laughter. It was hilarious.