April 17  II 2009 Atlanta loomed large and sleepy in late night, early morning orange street lamps. Their flickering orange lights highlighted my own reflection in uv darkened bus windows as I found myself spending more and more time simply staring out of them in the hopes it would make this trip go faster. I don’t honestly remember much of Atalanta, although I remembered the bus station. I’d been through there before several...

April 16th, 2009. 2:00 am – 9:00 am. Earlier on the 15th when we arrived at the Orlando Greyhound bus station, I was in for a mightly surprise. For three hours on the first evening when I started my trip I was literally in heaven. The bus was sparsely populated and I had two bus seats of my own to easily stretch out across. The bus, while not being new was at least relatively clean enough and it was quiet. All that changed in...

On April 15th, 2009 and I stepped on a bus to travel from Florida, U.S.A, to Alberta, Canada. It would take me until April 18th to reach my destination. While on the bus, I did my best to keep sporadic notes about my experiences and trip.  Come with me on this long journey of smelly people crammed into tiny seats, share my pain. April 15th, 6:30 pm. 3 hours on bus. Sitting in thin, cramped uncomfortable greyhound bus seats, the Melbourne...