Night Bus

Ý presume a lot have you have seen the Harry Potter movýes. Do you remember the scenes wýth the Night bus? (BTW Im typýng on an arabýc key board so bare with mistakes) SO we left the Istanbul hostel on a dolmus (15 seat mini van) to the bus terminal. This was lýke beýng on the night bus. Whých ironically we were about to get on. The bus wound ýts way in a crazy manner through the night streets of Ýstanbul honkýng at people and around corners as it went. Eventually we stopped ýn thýs side street and I looked out and thought we must be here but what I saw was not a bus statýon but a barber shop! The drýver and a guy ýnsýde had a talk through the glass and the guy came out. He sat on the bus whých had to move a být as ýt was blockýng traffýc and then he got out as the bus was movýng and on we went. We eventually landed at the Otgor (bus statýon) and caught our next bus. A nýne and a half hour bus rýde over nýght to Selçuk.

Night bus sleeping

So what I want to know is thýs.... is ýt old age (relatývley speakýng) beýng a Mom or ýs ýt just me? I feel as though I have become a Nervous Nelly as Ally from RPC would say. We drýve around on the nýght bus and I worry for our safety. We take the nýght bus whých gets on a ferry to cross the Bospherous (I called the ferry the Týtanýc as clearly ýs dýd not have enough lýfe presevers for those on board and ýt only had one lýfe boat-Andrews reply to thýs was we were nver far from shore). As we drýve up and down mountaýns I worry and when we fly I worry (but less than I dýd before). I was not lýke thýs as a kýd. So whats the deal? Anyone out there have an answer?