Nothing is worse than a crowded bus. I can’t stand it, everything from the cramped seats, especially if you’re tall like me, to feeling like packed sardines with total strangers. However, on this particular trip, there was one shining light.

I was sitting on an aisle seat watching the bus fill up to where there were no seats left. The driver in his infinite wisdom decides to cram the aisle with the extra people that wanted to get on. I immediately thought this was a dumb idea, but for one couple they made the best of it.

They were young like myself, she was gorgeous, and he wasn’t that bad looking, as they stood in the aisle next to me. At first they hung onto each other as the bus swayed back and forth. She then hung onto the overhead bar as she rested her head on his shoulder, his back to her he took her other hand and held it in front of him. The two shared a quick kiss and held each other the whole hour long trip it took to get back home.

At that moment I completely forgot my hatred for the bus.