Luckily, the pouring rain stops for a moment to help us decide on taking the early bus into Comayagua.
7am departure on a local collective bus that has no bathrooms. Frequent stops are made to pick people up from the streets, but once on the bus, you are to stay put until the final destination.
30 minutes into the supposed 2-hour ride, I feel my bladder wanting to release. I look at my watch, 1.5 hours left. Maybe I can hold it...
At first it's discomfort, then a dull pain, stinging pain, and then follows the horrible fear of what is to happen if I just pee in my pants...by now, the vehicle is packed.
At 8:05, I ask the toll-collector if I can run out during the next pick-up to take care of my urgent situation. He says. "it's only 20 more minutes, hold it," honestly, I don't know if I can. What seemed like an eternal 18 minutes pass and still no sign of a city. Right as I was about to possibly let myself go into my handy towel (surely it won't absorb all of what is there), and with a local lady and her baby sitting next to me, the bus stops to pick up 5-6 people. I see tall grass and bushes. "Just go!" without permission I squeeze myself through the front, run out to the grass and release for a whole 48 seconds with my back to the bus.
I come back and receive cheers from the 3 Australians sitting in the front. With a huge smile on my face, I sit back down to enjoy just being in a normal state. OH, how great it feels when you aren't in pain nor have any immediate worries.
Good thing I went then, for the bus didn't arrive until 2 hours later.
20 minutes?! Liar.
How is it so, that I can endure hunger for a long time, even if it gets painful, but cannot hold pee for that long? It's a curious question for me since we need food to live, but we shouldn't have to die for stretching our bladder for 3 hours. Food intake also cannot be controlled at times, while you "can" pee whenever you want to (if you don't mind embarrassment). So why is it that the need for release is more painful than the need for food intake?
In my happy happy state, after my long long pee-pee, I concluded that there's a lesson to be learned here.
Longing for something is an easier thing to do compared to letting something go.
Lessen your needs and control your desires Yuta, and maybe life will become easier for you.
Comayagua was a weird place. Nothing there to do with barely any restaurants open for dinner. We eat at an overly priced, excessively decorated restaurant that serves coffee with a thin plastic mixing spoon.
We get a good laugh.
"Longing for something is an easier thing to do compared to letting something go." I like that! btw, how is the Chinese food in these parts of the world?
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