Never a good sign when your Slavic bus driver asks you in his good, but limited English "are you OK?" to which you of course lie to the complete stranger with a, "yes, sir [forced, fake a$$ smile]" only for him to lean slightly in, look you in the eye, and repeat, "Miss, are you OK?" to which you of course truthfully reply [because now that the stream of tears has blown your cover], "No." as you pay the fare and load the bus, whimper and sniffle the 20 minutes it takes you to get home.
Not exactly a joy ride indeed.
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