Valencia 4 - Stop the Bus

Then we drove to this other town for an hour, STILL nothing to do, stayed there for an hour and drove back for another 3 hours to our hotel called...did you guess: Los Naranjos (Pesada´s favorite word) Does this trip make any sense??! A couple of my friends were so fed up with her they took a train home after the first day, and about 3 other spanish families left. On the way back, I told her I had to use the bathroom, an EMERGENCY, Pesada told me to wait half an hour. I had to go soo bad that it was coming out of my eyes. Three other people had to go too and she refused to stop. So finally my friend yelled, SHE IS GOINGTO PEE IN THE SEAT STOP THE BUS! So we ran out of the bus on the middle of the highway, dodging cars to a parking lot. She wanted us to pee behind a car! I was seriously thinking about it because I had to go SO bad, but the girls said no and ran back across the highway, dodging cars, to a gas station which didnt have bathrooms, of course! Then we went to a store that had bathrooms, I couldn't even run, I had to go so bad I was walking and holding my pants away from my stomache. Then the bus left us and we had to walk down the highway, until it came back and run across the dangerous street, it was una LOCURA! We went through all this trouble when she could have just stopped for FIVE MINUTES for us t ogo! AH freaking PESADA, I cant stand her!