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Greyhound? The real life CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTUE

I am back to the 610 motherfuckers.

First off, no one, I mean no one talks to me the way them fucking cocksuckers did, so fuck that, Jared has left Nebraska. And the funny story has just begun.

First I go back to the hotel and get showered up. Throw my shit into cases and call for a cab to Omaha. Well they want to wait till 1am to come get me, so they arent on a long journey when the bars close. Well they get me roughly around one o'clock. And the excitement begins. Its two strange women who arent really sure where they are going, so they have to go get directions. Then the driver gets a phone call about chaos at her house and asks me if I would mind if they stopped by to get her daughter. I didn't care because my bus wasn't leaving till 6:15am. Well we roll into Fremont, NE's very own trailer park and people are outside bitching at each other at 1:30 in the morning. I was like "HOLY SHIT, JERRY SPRINGER EPISODE". I know you can appreciate this Lisa with what we used to do to feel better about my self. Well, we pick up her 15 year old daughter who is in with this goofy ass crowd and all; I thought the whole thing was funny. I felt like fucking king of the world knowing I had enough money in my pocket to probably pay the rent for two months at this trailer park, and that giving them credit for high rent.
Roughly around three O'clock we roll into Omaha and the bus depot is closed until 5:30am, so I asked them to drive me around and find me a place to hang out, like a diner or something. Couldn't find anything, so I was bound to sit in a shitty neighborhood with all my luggage waiting till 5:30am. Someone asked me for a cigarette and I asked about a place, turns out there was a market store. But they had a deli and sitting area and it turn out that where all the greyhounders sit till the station opens. Eventually it opened, got my tickets, and boarded the bus for the 6:15am departure time. I thought things were going to be OK, because this was easy so far and I was sitting alone. The plan was Chicago, then Cleveland, then Pittsburgh, and arrive in King of Prussia roughly around 11:30 am the next morning.
About half way to Chicago this guy sits with me cause with the little stops, it starts to fill up, no big deal. He as on the phone constantly, but he didn't talk loud so it was no big deal. Well when I got to Chicago, I looked at the board and saw two gates with my route number going to the same places. Both 7 and 9, so I went and got into 7, I asked to make sure and the guy told me 9 but I stay in 7 cause it was shorter. Well 7 started loading the guy looked at my ticket and told me I should be in 9 and should look at my ticket. Well guess what, fuck you, I got in the line with the route number; depart time, and destination that was my ticket. Wow, needless to say the bus filled up and I had to wait for the next one. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT. We supposed to leave Chicago at 5:15pm, and the next one was for 12:15am. I went to change my tickets and they rerouted me now I was going from Chicago to Indianapolis then to Philly, and it was leaving at 7:00 pm, and getting me to KoP at 3:00pm the next afternoon. I was like this suck four more hours but one less bus which was good. By this time I started talking to a couple people briefly, mostly those on the same bus as me. Come 7:00 oclock, you can guarantee I made sure I was on that next bus, and on my way to Indianapolis.
Guess what? Yep you guessed it mother fuckers Our connecting bus in Indianapolis was full too. FUCK GREYHOUND, mother fuckers. Well I started talking a bit with this kid who was going to Stroudsburg, PA, another guy who was a refuge from god knows where, but he was heading to NYC, as well as some asian girl also heading to NYC. They werent quite as annoyed with the whole situation like me, but I think they were more used to it and not in a hurry. I on the other hand wanted to just get the fuck home. As opposed to a 12:30am departure we were now stuck till 4:20am. My time in Indianapolis was interesting though. I finally got to get some food from a White Castle; their chicken rings are fucking amazing. I also got to talk with some people and make some neat traveling acquaintances. Eventually 4:20 came around and we were on the bus heading towards Pittsburg, I thought awesome, I wont have to get off this bus and it will take me all the way home. No more left behind left over bullshit. Oh but supposedly there would be a 3 hours lay over in Harrisburg even though I wasnt switching buses. Estimated Arrival Time in King of Prussia, 11:00pm.
The trip from Indianapolis to Pittsburgh wasnt too bad. For a good part of the trip, I had a seat to myself. I was happy about that. When we got to Pittsburgh, they had the bus to Philadelphia waiting for us. So despite what they said, I had to change buses again. As soon as I was boarding, I was told that we may not make my connecting bus back to King of Prussia. I couldnt figure out why we wouldnt stop there on the way, but later found out it was a direct Pittsburgh to Philadelphia bus, so that was cool. And now my new estimated time was to be roughly 7:30-8:00pm. It was a strange ride, as there were a lot of Philadelphias ghetto ass natives on the bus. As loud and obnoxious as some of them were, it was a comical ride to say the least, and no one gave me any shit, so I wasnt worried about it. Well I got to Philadelphia about 7:45 which means I missed my connecting bus at 7:30, but I wasnt worried. Heather had already told me she would come get me and that I have had enough buses for two days. She is the greatest GF ever even if she did get lost on the way there, but I guess it beat another bus ride. All in all, not including early time in Omaha, I spent 37.5 hours in Greyhounds control.

Here is my honest opinion of the travel, it was indeed interesting. It sucked because I really, really, really wanted to get home. But I had met a lot of interesting characters along the way, so that was cool. If you ever really want to get somewhere quick and on time, dont use Greyhound. But if you dont mind the inconvience of it all, go Greyhound. It was honestly to the point where I decided next summer I am going bus across this vast nation of our and check out as many cities as I can. Anyone want to travel with me.