...these lanes are always open...

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Greyhound Memoirs #13

NO WAY TO SLEEP
5/18/01 12:44am MST

I always thought Detroit was the most likely place to be panhandled. I never thought about bus stations. If you are taking a bus, doesn’t that wave a big flag saying you don’t have extra money to give away?

Another surprise, that wouldn’t happen on an airplane, is that they will actually de-board a bus in the middle of the night for “servicing”. So, here I am, in Omaha, my third choice of a place to make my new home to San Francisco and Portland.

Pray everyday of your life, to whatever god or gods or entity you wish, that you are never as poor and uninformed as I was when I chose this method of transportation.

Lowest fucking common denominator. That’s all I have left to say. Now I’m one of ‘em. At this moment, I am seriously considering spending all the cash I have, when I arrive in Portland, on the best massage money can buy.

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