I was going on an excursion there was this black woman who was incharge of the trip she was wearing a wig she was so disorganised the one man who was cleaning the road nearby had to make a comment and in that group of men was my father as we stand to board the bus it was a long wait so i had to move at the front of the line with my heavy bag and board my daughter Nichelle was also on thr trip i took at high seat at the baqck of the bus wich the guys described as a high seat for a pig it was very dusty