Mass Exodus

My second class of Old Testament History came along, we are now going through the Book of Exodus, where I find that Moses is leading the Israelites out of Egypt. This took them 40 years, wow, I thought I had it bad on trips with my kids constantly asking, "Are we there yet?" I cannot imagine how many times Moses must have heard that on the journey.... Flash forward to my stint in time travel. As you all recall, I had two classes at the same time July 1st, and I could only be in one place. Talking to my Business Ethics professor, I let him know of the conflict and asked him if I could miss just this once. He came up with a better solution. He is teaching the same course at the Hickam AFB location, so he invited me to attend the Thursday class. The first class should have been held that first week, but since it fell on July 4th, it was pushed to July 11th. So while I was going into the future, it ended up a glimpse into the past, because while their class was on the first chapter, my class was already on the 3rd. I decided to check out public transportation to get to Hickam, and I got there a little early, so I went to the commissary. The class was to go to 10 pm, so I bought LOTS of sugared items to keep myself awake, frankly I start winding down right around 8 pm. I made it to class, spent half of the class explaining to the students that I wasn't their classmate, I really belonged to the Mililani campus.....they seemed like a good bunch of students, I wish they were my classmates, and I just realized I have STILL not met my actual classmates and won't until July 22nd when we have our next "face-to-face" class. But I got to meet the Professor and he was very nice, so I think it will be a great class. He told us we would not be there until 10 pm as that was too close to his bedtime, so he let us out about 9:07 pm. I beat feet outta there because I needed to find a busstop and find a way off base before the bus stopped running. Not 10 feet out the door, I see a very empty bus pass me, headed for the AMC terminal. I just happen to know that this is the last stop the bus has before going off base, so it usually sits there for awhile. I walk at a very hurried gate and I realize the AMC terminal is much faster by car than by foot because it takes an agonizing long time to reach it, but YAY! the bus is still there. I pull out my $2.50 to get on the bus, the bus driver takes another 5 minutes or so on his break, comes back to the bus, and is like,"Where are you headed?" I let him know I am catching the bus to get off base, where I have to catch a connecting bus. He's like, "Well, we better hurry up and get you out there!" He tells me to hang onto my money since I am the only one on the bus and he gives me a transfer free of charge for the next bus. Wow, that is some Aloha spirit! :-) He is able to tell me exactly where to go to catch the next bus, and for that, I am extremely grateful. It is now about 9:39 pm, dark as ink outside, and I don't really like being out after dark on my lonesome. I had a 21 minute wait for the next bus, got right on, found a seat and was home by 10:22 pm. Soooo, I went back to the future in a BUS, but I think I will take that any day over a 40 year trip in the desert.....