Traveling by Bus

This past Friday, Dee, Sandy, and I traveled to Prijedor, a town about an hour away. We went to visit the Mental Health Center and meet with their psychologist and psychiatrist. The first thing we were asked upon our arrival, however, was if we were familiar with their bus situation. Having just gotten off a bus in Prijedor without problem, we didn't know what they meant. They went on to explain that their bus station manager (for lack of a better term) was caught embezzling funds. He is no longer working in that capacity, and no one has taken his place. Therefore, no one is in charge of the bus station. More importantly, there really is no working bus station. Buses show up as they please and leave when they want. There is no schedule and no way to predict when they will be coming or going. You basically just show up and wait. This situation became infinitely more bizarre when they told us it had been this way for 6 months. Despite the chaos, we easily made it back to Banja Luka by showing up and waiting until a bus was headed that way.