An experiment

Today I go on an expedition. Down my hill. It may sound simple, but I'm hoping it will clear up a lot of things.

You see, I'm starting orientation at my school on Wednesday, and I'm still not sure how to get there. I know that a bus leaves Ciudad Colon at the football field at 8 a.m. That part is easy. I'm just not sure the best way to get to the football field before 8 a.m. There is a bus that can take me there and it goes very close by my apartment, but I still haven't figured out how the schedule works (or if it works). And since the buses only go by every hour or so, I don't want to take my chances being late on my first day.

So, I'm going to attempt to walk the bus route instead. Sarah and I did take this elusive bus once (we waited a full hour before it showed up), and we drove the route in a cab a few times, and it looks like a pretty short distance. And the good news is that, leaving from my apartment, it's downhill.

So, I'm going to put on some walking shoes, charge up my iPod, and see how long it takes me to walk to the football field. If I'm optimistic, I'm thinking it could take me 20 minutes, which wouldn't be a bad walk every morning. My glass-is-half-empty guess is somewhere around 45 minutes. Any other bets?

The one thing I do know is that, regardless of how long it takes me to get down the hill, I'm taking a cab back up it.