Crazy Bus Ride

I am very interested in creating a library in my site and it just so happens that another volunteer, who lives about 40 minutes away, has just finished the process of building a library. So, I decide to take the afternoon to travel to her site, check out her library, and get some insider hints on the application process. (It generally takes about 2 years to go through the whole application process before any construction starts) In order to get the Dulce Nombre (the other volunteer's site) from San Juan de Opoa (my site), I have to take two buses. One bus pick me up about 1K from my town and drops me off in Santa Rosa, which is where the main bus terminal is located. Once arriving in Santa Rosa, I waited about 30 minutes for the bus leaving for Dulce Nombre. I have gotten into this state of mind, where buses in Honduras: will always be crowed, there will always be at least one person with a chicken, and more than one person riding has forgotten to wear deodorant that day, but all and all you get to where you need to go with no big problems. Back to the story, I board the bus for Dulce Nombre, and this old guy sits next to me and this young guy sits behind be. The old guy seems harmless enough, so I chat with him a bit. During the conversation I keep feeling breath on my neck. I look up and see the guy behind me leaning his chin on the back of my seat and he is just staring at me. Now, normally I would not be soo bothered, but he keeps doing it through most of the trip. And the thing that really really bugged me, was the fact that his hands kept moving in his lap. I couldn't excatly see what he was doing, but if I could guess, I would say he was playing with himself. I know I am not unattractive, but geez!!!!! I was totally grossed out, but things like this are not uncommon here in Honduras. All and all it was an OK trip, I got the information I needed and thank God the no one found me attractive on the bus ride back to Santa Rosa.