I heard stories about the dangers on Ring Road. Not a week goes by that I don't hear or read something about an accident that claimed the lives of one or more people. And being a bus rider on Ring Road, I often get the bird's eye view of cars swerving in and out of lines and stopping short in the middle of the road only to make a completely illegal and frightening U-turn, causing cars to screech to a halt. I had even seen a couple of accidents, complete with crumpled up cars. But today I saw my first real indicator of the horror that is Ring Road. Today I saw my first dead body.
Riding the bus to school this morning at some ungodly hour, I was half dozing when I heard my seat mate let out a gasp as she looked out the window. And there he was. Sprawled out on the side of the road, bare feet and bloodied. The remnants of what was once a human being, now lay like trash on the side of the road, a pool of blood around him. I was told by some of my students later that he was wrapped in newspaper when they saw him. But he hadn't been mummified yet when I lay eyes on him. And its an image that will stay with me. It will be one of the many images that will stay with me when I think of the new campus. It's an image that makes me long for the Metro in Cairo or even the piss-filled subway underpass in New York.
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