The bus driver said "last stop!" and refused to go any further. So practically I was in the middle of nowhere by myself, waiting for any kind of mobile thing -bus, taxi, helicopter or an ambulance to take me to "the further". Suddenly I saw a big bird accross the street. A really big bird, which at the first sight I thought a buzzard. It was standing on the snow in bare feet. Ah! I felt the cold on my feet. I said "Perhaps this is my end, I'll be eaten by this bird, right here." But suddenly the bird moved a little and I realized it was a turkey. A big fat turkey. We stared at each other helplessly for 35mins. We knew there was nothing to do for any of us. Then, 134 North Woburn came. Bird didn't say goodbye.