Raf's Travel Diaries

Here I was. Stuck in a grey and lifeless town on an early Sunday afternoon. The streets where deserted and most shops closed. I started feeling claustrophobic, I needed to get out of there! I grabbed my few belongings; which summed up to a backpack with clothes, my travel diary and a sleeping bag, and walked to the bus stop. The only person there was a bored old lady sitting behind the counter playing sudoku. I walked over and asked her for the next bus out of there. she looked at me sheepishly -next bus departs tomorrow at 9a.m. -What?! -Next bus. Tomorrow. 9 a.m. She replied slightly annoyed -Oh no, I moaned - I reeeeally need to get out of here today. Really. I insisted, although I could tell it was taking me nowhere. She just shrugged. I breathed deeply trying to push the claustrophobia back. There was only one option: I walked to the nearest gas station and asked for a large cardboard box. A middle aged asian guy shook his head in disapproval as he handed me the box, I ignored hi