First off—I live in Phoenix. Phoenix is located within the Sonoran desert.
And then there are the ones where you don't hear anything at all because you're either zoned out, focused on your book, or listening to an iPod. With these, a few key phrases zoom in or shout out and, when taken completely out of context, provide me with humorous speculation on what in the world the conversation could be about.
Why is it so DESERT-Y here?
The person in question stood out when she got on at Sky Harbor Airport and stood in the center of the aisle, hands on nothing, and fell over about 4 or 5 people as the bus took off around an extreme curve. She seemed to spread herself out in all the empty spaces available between a rolling suitcase, un-pillowcased throw pillow (like, it was just the raw, white fiber), an ancient-looking hand-held video game and a book that looked like it was a textbook on how to become a good christian. She was smiling a lot and trying to engage people.
This was obviously her first bus ride—at least in this city.
I say this because there are numerous people who get on the bus here who have obviously recently relocated and want everyone to know where they came from and (often) why Phoenix is so weird and how much they dislike it. What surprises me is that usually, things don't seem too weird or unlikable until one of these persons gets on the bus and tries to talk to you about why they hate where you live.
I don't know if this is what she ended up talking to someone about or not. It seemed as though she was just trying to get directions. but then out came this statement, brighter than the midday sun reflecting off downtown's mirrored buildings.
Why is it so DESERT-Y here?
