I love the bit about having to sit on the bus next to Fungus, who throws up. My sister and I used to ride a bus that went all the way around an island with the curviest-ever roads for over an hour before coming back to the mainland and dropping us off at our bus stop, and there was always someone getting queasy. One guy puked over my sister's saxaphone case, and it seeped inside so badly that she had to have her sax professionally cleaned.
