The bus was scheduled to leave at 4.30 PM in the evening. I reached there in time.Exactly in time, the bus started but there were many empty seats. Bu... as we started moving from town to town, more passengers started getting in. We had food at around 10.00 PM in a small town. I was hungry and had a good meal though the sanitary condition of the hotel was much to be desired.The bus started moving again. I dozed off. Suddenly, I was woken up by something striking my shoulder. I opened my eyes and. Coughing and gasping, I pulled the other straps away and stood to survey the damage. The handlebar of my Schwinn had somehow been twisted starboard, out of line with the center bar. I raised the bike and held it between my knees while I strained to center the handlebar.Rasping loudly and still choking a little, I looked around. Not a car or a person in sight. At least I'd been spared the embarrassment of having my stupidity and clumsiness witnessed by others. Checking my wrist watch, I saw that. Sharing food like that is an amazingly special thing to do. It left me feeling closer to everyone as a person – as if by simply feeding each other we had strengthened the bonds that connected us.Eventually everyone got to the stage where they’d had enough to eat. I ended up with a huge smile on my face. Like I said, it’s the most fun you can possibly have with food.Somehow Liz and I got volunteered to scrape out all the bowls and stuff while Tara went around taking the disposable bibs off. I’d ordered everyone in the building on their knees with their hands on their heads, and they’d done it. While Kim and her team zip tied people, my two buddies watched the door. Whenever a person walked in, they found the barrel of a carbine shoved in their face and then they were yanked aside and they were put on the floor until someone could zip tie their wrists. It worked until a group of people came through the door. The first person was grabbed, the two people with him, turned and ran..