A WORD ABOUT SEGA (NOT THE VIDEO GAME CONSOLE)

I was on the bus yesterday after a long day of recording in the park. My stop is just at the end of the access road to the park and is pretty far down the line so at the end of the day, it is easy to get a seat going back in the other direction. The bus fills up quickly though, as many of the riders work at the various resorts along this road and are heading back to their homes. Pretty soon we are all sitting three to a seat and I am pressed against the window with my knees crushing into the seat in front of me and my backpack of equipment on my lap and pushing into my face. At this point, there are also a bunch of people standing in the aisle. I was starting to get miserable when the bus driver put on a CD of the traditional sega music. Sega can best be described as a cross between reggae and rainbows. After a few moments of a particularly rainbowy song, some of the people standing start dancing in the aisle and everyone on the bus starts talking and smiling. I watched as one woman, reaching her stop, managed to dance her way down the crowded aisle, right down the steps of the bus and into the arms of her husband who was waiting for her. This place is amazing like that. It’s hard to be in a bad mood.

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