Sorry to hear about this adventure of yours hun!!! But at least you are at your new home. Be careful with your ankle, keep it elevated, and ice it up!! **HUGS**
in my three greyhound trips in the last month,
1) my first trip was backed up from 18 to 30 hours.
2) on that trip, the guy next to me said "if you fall asleep i'm gonna write on your face!" and tried for 2 hours, until i wrapped my head in a blanket.
3) a man who had just gotten out of jail talked to me for 45 minutes about my 'natural beauty'
4) bus lost air conditioning through north texas between 11 am and 10 pm. aka about 100 degree weather in the sunniest time of day.
5) a wreck just outside baton rouge turned into my friends having to drive to come get me.
6) they lost my bags, i got em the next day.
holy SHIT, that is awful!!! i have never had as bad a greyhound experience as that one. it sounds horrific!! i don't know what'd be worse, missing all those connections or waking up to the stupidest girl EVER hugging me. i have no patience for morons.
I fucking HATE greyhound. Not only is it full of creeps and weirdos, but the busses I've been on reeked of piss AND the liquor stores nearby won't sell booze while greyhound is stopped there, so you can't even drink away the misery. Luckily, things can only get better from here.
I once *and only once* took Greyhound in college... big mistake. The guy sitting next to me kept pouring whiskey into a coke can and drinking it. We were also on the back of the bus, near the restroom... and everytime a woman would use it, he'd lean in front of them (as they were exiting) and say, "Can I smell your fingers." I had a walkman with dead batteries, but I kept those headphones on and pretended to sleep for the whole ride. Miserable experience.
That blows! Then again, you wouldn't have much of a story to tell if you hadn't taken the Greyhound Express to Swollen Footsville, so I guess there's one positive thing to come out of it.
I hear if you take the ice that's meant for your foot, put it in a glass, then fill the glass w/tequila, that it'll make the pain go away much better than wasting the ice by holding it on your foot.
p.s. What happened to my phone call?
Hope your luck improves now that you're down there.
Greyhound is fucking awful. I've never experience anything near that bad, but every time I have taken them I get stuck next to the most batshit crazy person or the shaking druggie.
Heh. I told someone just this week that Greyhound sucks. Sucks. And Sucks. I'm so sorry hon that you had a REALLY crappy trip. It sounds like quite the harrowing experience. Either way, I'm so glad that you made it out here safe, and YES! We have got to have a party to say "welcome" to the great Southwest, sans crappy greyhound bus.
My bus died in Texas (one of my least favorite places i've ever been... The rain is hot there! It's Evil!) and we were stuck there around three hours in the middle of nowhere, and a little kid threw up on my shoes. I hate busses.
