The {Greyhound} Bus Trip Across the United States. Part Two.

Where were we?  Oh yeah, we finally made it to Omaha, NE.  By this time the hours were all melting together, I no longer knew what day it was or how much longer it would be till we got there.  Okay okay, maybe that’s a tad melodramatic.

All I knew was that the bus trip to our final destination took a total of 50 hours or something ridiculous like that. One Way.  This road trip normally takes about 24 hours in a car. And after our little vacation, we would have to do it all over again.

I don’t remember anything cool or exciting about Omaha, other than that I hate Nebraska because there is nothing but corn and straight flat road.

The Rules: Rules 1-6. No Foul Language. No Aggressive Behavior. No Hitting Machine. No Shaking Machine. No Food or Drink Set On Machine. All Rules that Apply When You Are On The Motorcoach Will Also Apply.

Next Stop: Galesburg, IA.  Here we had like a 4 or 6 hour layover till the next bus came. What was maddening about this layover was that we were only a 45 minute drive away from our final and intended destination. 45 minutes!! But my parents wouldn’t come pick us up. Needless to say we had some down time where we could walk around, go pee in a real toilet, breathe fresh air, wash our pits in the bathroom.  It was then that we had the brilliant idea to go clean up in our respective bathrooms.  One of us stayed to watch our goods while the other went to go clean up.  I used the only soap I had available to wash my hair: hand soap.

If I could explain to you how disgusting I felt, that there was any kind of soap in the bathroom was an incredible blessing.  I took my shirt off, I had tank top underneath, bent my head into the sink got my hair wet and proceeded to wash it with copious amounts of hand soap. then i washed my armpits and my face, all the while talking to a nice lady who looked at me with pity and an eye of “I totally know how you feel, because I’ve totally done that before.”

It was oddly comforting that she knew how I felt.  And it felt sooogood to finally be able to wash my face and not be so stinky anymore.  I think by now we had been traveling for around 36 hours (this was the first chance we had to clean up).

For the record, hand soap doesn’t make very good shampoo, but it will do if it’s all you’ve got.  

And so, it was my turn to wait for Pauler to get back from cleaning himself up.  He washed his hair and shaved so he would presentable when we finally got to my parents.

I’m not sure how presentable you can be when you’ve been traveling on a bus for two days.

Rules 7-12. No Foul Language. No Aggressive Behavior. No Hitting Machine. No Shaking Machine. No Food or Drink Set On Machine. All Rules that Apply When You Are On The Motorcoach Will Also Apply.

There were some arcade games in the depot with rules posted on them.  The first set of rules: 1-6 were exactly the same as rules 7-12.

Anyway.  We became super bored and so decided to see what and how many things we could get to balance on each other without falling over.  This was a really hilarious game to us at the time.

Part One. Part Three.

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