Big Trouble, China town bus….
On June 1st there was a gnarly Bus Accident on one of the infamous Chinatown buses, 4 people were killed. Super Sketchy! Here is an account from that same route…
A few Octobers ago myself and five good friends boarded the china bus NYC bound (china bus: budget bus lines from boston to miami stopping in select city’s china towns, 30 bucks one way throw a bike in the bottom, whole) to BLBC’s Bike Kill, a day of debaucherous bike celebration and alchohol fueled “friendly” competitons. The weekend was a blast, so much so I really have no pertinent details about what actually happened until we boarded the bus homeward bound. We all found the right bus, not easy, checked out the scenery in the adjacent alley, threw the bikes below and got comfortable. About an hour into the ride a movie pops up on the monitors, sweet, King Kong? Rambo? a Jackie Chan flick? fuck no, it was a skinimax special dubbed vhs to vhs five times, oh well. Mind you half the bus is chinese speaking women and children the other a mix of students, city dwellers, and low budget scumbag like ourselves. The movie played for a while before realizing there were real live breasts on telivision, mind you the kids, boob shots shortly after turn in a threesome scene naked shooting up the junk, we were psyked. As the movie is ending, the bus starts making a strange noise …… ga……..ga……..ga………. a half hour or so went by and now you could feel the noise… ga..ga..ga..ga.. oh shit we re pulling over. As soon as the bus came to a stop the cab starts filling with black nasty smoke from the rear, every body flips. Everyone is just losing it, the dipshit sitting inside of me who had tried out every ring tone at high, prior to this moment, was now pushing and clawing his way through me, “look buddy chill the fuck out, you are not going to die” as I look back in front of me I see some thing out of the corner of my eye… big ass flames in the back of the bus, everyone flips. Dipshit jumps over the seat and climbs into the mess of freakouts, hopefully he was trampled. We waited sort of patiently to exit the bus, where every person was then shot out the door on their ass from the pressure of people behind. As I sat on my ass looking back and the entire rear end of the bus was in flames, I fucking ran, got about 100 feet away and thought “my bike!” turned towards the bus ran 20 or so feet, the flames even bigger “fuck it, insurance claim” turned away and ran back, it then dawned on me “this is the china bus you wont get a dime” so I ran to the back end of a flaming bus only to find two of my friends crawling hands and knees passing bikes out, feet from flames, we got all six bikes out and all our bags and booked it. We ran out to the crowd of passengers and passing motorists, standing in the center 4 lanes of a DC expressway, stunned. The stress of getting off the bus had passed and most passengers were were crushed by their “loss” of items, we were psyked, we had everything we needed, we rode bikes in the closed highway,the bus burning fifty feet tall, laughing, alive and well, “Adam! you never should have thrown the roach in the toilet!” I yelled. Once the fire was out, we boarded a local bus which took us to the DC china town got on another bus and completed the trip, never a word about the mishap from the staff, and my transportation of choice (second to a bicycle of course) still remains the ever eventfull China Bus.
-Evan Venditti
