The bus eased to a halt in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere. As I stepped off the bus, the driver cast a wary glance, his concern for my safety plain to see, especially since the sun was beginning to set. Something in my expression told him not to ask why I was out here alone, and the dust kicked up off the ground as he sped off onwards to his next stop and vanished down the road. It was no surprise that I had no s...