...--he looked like a skinny clown, but I kindly held back any sartorial critique. I glimps -ed through the trees and a glass bus station a bus on thr e e other side. I suspected it was our route, and quickly jogged along to check, calling my cousin to follow me. I looked at the route number and waved to the driver to wait, as I saw he had ahut s the doors and was about to depart