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White Water Life Rafting, continued

 

In May of 1995 she disappears for almost 16 days. Each time this happens we contact the Transit authorities because Christi's favorite form of recreation and escape other than "retail therapy" is riding the buses. She knows every driver and route and sits close to the drivers for safety. We struggle with the idea of putting up fliers at the transit stations and the places where the drivers report to work, realizing that she has the "right" to not come home, she has the "right" to ride the buses morning, noon and night but every time there is a report on the news of a body being found or something equally as scary our hearts drop and we put up the fliers. We begin to have calls from drivers with Christi sightings. We know she is alive and well. So, on the 16th day, after eluding us several times Joe goes to the main transit station in El Monte at midnight when there are only a few routes still running. We know that Christi favors the bus to downtown L.A. at this time and so he meets that bus and there she is. He steps on the bus and invites a tired and pretty scroungy looking wanderer to come home with him - the driver looks a little concerned. Meanwhile, Christi refuses his invitation and says she's "goin' downtown". He says he'll go with her and pulls up a seat behind her and tries to engage her in conversation. They get to the end of the ride and, it is the middle of the night and they are in the middle of downtown L.A. They have to get off the bus and walk a ways to get on the next bus going back towards home. They come back to the transit station and she follows him off the bus. The journey is over, the worrying is done.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We never promised Christi or ourselves that this getting to know each other, getting to trust each other would be easy but I don't think any of us knew or could have predicted 7 years ago where this journey would take us. Christi never went back to her apartment with her friend after the great escape of May 1995. She lived with Mike and Pauline again for a short time and shared with them over time how her friend had betrayed her trust and treated her badly ­ she had been sleeping on the floor again in her own bedroom so her roommate could sleep in her bed because that bedroom was quieter. She never let on until she could not stand it any more and had to leave.

Eight months later Christi has a new boyfriend who treats her well and of course a new job. Their river raft ride is only beginning and we all wish them a safe and loving journey. Our ride with Christi has mellowed to more of a smooth ride with far fewer areas of white water. We have learned so much about rafting in the last seven years we have begun to share our river tales with others who are willing and ready to get in to the river and ride with us. We hope that the sharing of these tales will encourage people looking for a raft and people looking for a river to join together and enjoy the ride.