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A Mob in Darkness Part II
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| A Mob in Darkness Part II |
| 07.05.04 (10:23 am) [edit] |
(continued from previous post)
Then suddenly, like divine intervention, a path to my friends opened up, big enough for my big camping chair to fit through. Before my friends could look around again, I was right behind them smiling. We stayed close together as we crossed the bridge. I hit a small Asian lady in the head with my chair. I apologized. I felt like such a louse. She just smiled at me, reassuring me that she was okay. As we neared the shuttle pick up area, we noticed a new problem. No one was queuing up. There were no lines, no bus lanes, no organization what so ever. People were just milling around forming a huge mob and we were being pushed from behind into the mob.
We picked a spot and stood our ground. That's when we noticed this lady behind us with her sister (I think) and her two kids. One of the kids was a little girl about age 8. Her mother was instructing her to cry as soon as they got into the middle of the crowd so that people would step aside and let them through. She was telling her to cry really loud and make the people in front feel sorry for her. I noticed another lady with her infant and toddler. I couldn't see her husband anywhere. As the crowd squooshed together as each shuttle bus arrived, it got hotter. The infant she was carrying started to wail miserably in the heat. He toddler grabbed on her around the waist. People were knocking him over and pushing past him to get on the bus.
Suddenly, I saw the 8-year-old girl push her way past us from the side. There was a tall man in front of us with his family, patiently waiting. The girl found that she could not get past him. She seemed to turn and look at her Mom for guidance. Suddenly, I could hear her mother cry out "Hey you!! Step up off the little girl. Step off of her. You're squeezing her!!! You're squeezing my daughter." Right on cue, the little girl started crying. The man turned around surprised. He raised his hands and exclaimed "I haven't done anything. I haven't even moved." The mother got what she wanted. She was able to push through the crowd in front of us and get to her daughter. Everyone thought the man had done something wrong, but we knew the truth.
After an hour in the mob, we got on a shuttle. It took me another hour to get home. Never again.
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posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 07.05.04 (6:52 pm)
Reply to: KRAZEDONE
I'm sorry but your comment reads kinda funny. Sounds like you bought kids and lit them and watched your neighbor light up their kids as well. Hehehe.
posted by: Joolie (reply)
post date: 07.06.04 (3:39 am)
That will teach the Americans to seek independence lololololol Joolie xxx
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