Going Greyhound

I survived an overnight Greyhound route, complete with an early morning stopover in the Atlanta bus station.

I wouldn’t think this impressive, myself, but folks sure seemed concerned for my well being in the weeks before this trip. “You’re taking … the bus?” was a common response. Yeah, I am. It cost $40 to get me from Charleston, SC to Chattanooga, TN. And all I had to put up with was:

A near-knifefight in Columbia.

Four drunks in Atlanta.

Smokers at every turn.

And a LOT of really strange people.

But I made it. In Chattanooga now, at the Codex Writers Workshop.




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  1. #1 by Sherry - June 26th, 2008 at 18:56

    I’m glad you survived! See you soon!

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