I met a bunch of Israeli kids on the bus who had just finished their mandatory conscription in the Israeli army, and were now traveling for the next year or so. One of them, quite randomly, was told his seat was up front in the compartment with the driver. He was not happy, and a very comical argument ensued, in which he gestured that he should not have to drive the bus, and asked to get on the next bus without air conditioning.

What was truly remarkable was that the bus driver did not speak Hebrew and the Israeli kid did not speak Hindi, so this entire conversation was really just a heated pantomime.