After all you guys did for me, telling me your great experiences in such detail, I feel like I let you down. I love Amtrak.
Well.....Megabus.
There's always a first time. And my last time ever taking a bus. Never, ever, ever again. Never!
Don't shoot me. I missed my train Thursday. I got there fifteen minutes after it left. I thought it was leaving an hour later than it did. I feel like such a jerk. I didn't want to wait until Friday for the next train. Too short of a time to spend with my daughter and future son in law.
But BLECK!!!! Yes sir, yes ma'am. I took Megabus. I hoped it would be an adventure. Uh-uh. It was scary. In fact, It totally was awful. I only made one friend. He was perhaps a little less dicey than the rest of the passengers. I swear, he said not to friend him on Facebook. That all his friends were criminals and they would want to friend me too. He meant it. He had been in jail.
The driver of the last bus was obnoxious and kept hitting on me. He asked me when I was coming back the other way. I was very happy to say never. I was flying back to Chicago anyways.
The bus stopped every couple of hours for fast food at Hardee's and gas station food. Not stuff I eat. Yukky. When I got to my daughter's house, I dumped all my clothes right into the washer and threw out my suitcase.
Does this sound like Alexander and the No Good, Terrible, Very Bad Day?
I guess it could have been worse. Now I have to take another Amtrak. trip soon, Wah. It was all my own fault.
I'm sad that I missed it. A friend asked me how my trip was. I had talked up how awesome my train trips are. I was too embarrassed to say I missed the train.
if you thought that was bad, step into my shoes. I'm 14, 13 when this happened. I had to spend a total of SIX HOURS with 40 kids on a Jefferson lines bus, the driver was decent, and so was the bus, but the kids. Oh, they were throwing stuff, wrecking the seats, complaining that the wifi didn't work, I swear someone spit on me. And then to top it off, the already bad kids got even worse and just yelled for at least an hour straight. Also no food, the air con didn't run for the first leg of the trip, and there was an awful stench that couldn't be eradicated. Oh, it was the closest I've ever been to actual torture, I would prefer waterboarding.