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The bus was going at a steady pace. I knew that because I was feeling perfectly well. I"m sick almost very time I travel by bus, but this time it was different. The bus was going along a road leading to the capital, and we rarely stopped or changed direction. I could even fall asleep and no unexpected movements woke me up. No surprises, no accidents. Until that moment. My sweet dreams were interrupted by worried vices coming from the seats behind and in front of me. The engine sound had stopped, too. I opened my eyes and saw a man who was looking out of the window. I asked him what was going on and he explained that one of the winter tyres had been punctured. Now we had to take a break and wait till the driver replaced the flat tyre. I stood up and made my clothes and hair look as neat as it was possible. Then I tied my shoelace and left the bus. It was a freezing, foggy night. We were literally in the middle of nowhere. No buildings, no shops, no signs of human existence. Only forests and meadows, and the bus with flat winter tyres. The driver was fighting to elevate the vehicle, but it was a hard job. Nobody around me seemed willing to help him so I decided to approach the guy and offer my assistance. He accepted it with relief.