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Around the Us On a Greyhound Bus - Part One

I once traveled around the U. S. on a Greyhound bus, My wife thought I was crazy, but she made little fuss, It was, by far, the most awesome adventure I ever took Three changes of clothes, lots of grit, and a puzzle book, In Atlanta, my small suitcase was temporarily lost I forced myself into the luggage corral, despite the cost, I luckily found it before we left for Memphis, and then Decided I’d never ever check my luggage on the trip again. A friend met me in Memphis, and I spent the night, After two days solid on the bus, I suppose I was a sight, A hot shower and change of clothes, boy, was I set For the long trip to Phoenix, again, where I was met By friends I hadn’t seen since my St. Louis days, I spent the night with them, then went on my way, Arriving in San Diego, California a day or two later, I caught a Greyhound going up the west coast, terrific The most beautiful iconic route along the coastal Pacific. I stopped off in Oakland to get a night of rest, and Having no more friends along the way, the land Up to Spokane was more of the same, but I digress, For after Oakland I had no good places to undress. Starting across the northern part of the country I knew I was beginning to smell a little bit funky. No one cared to sit beside me, I had plenty of room I did my best in the stations’ restrooms to groom. Across Montana, Idaho, and through Dakota, I go A layover in Minneapolis, then on to Chicago, Where the time on my ticket summarily expired. When I approached the desk, they wanted to know If I was the guy traveling around the country, so, I told them, yes, and they said go on home “on us,” So, I headed home to Virginia on the Greyhound bus. Chicago to Indianapolis to Knoxville, I did my best When my wife picked me up, I’d finally get some rest. She had me sit as far away as I could get in the car, Because I smelled like sardines left in an open jar! The experiences I had I won’t forget as long as I live I wouldn’t trade the adventure for anything you’d give The stories I have to tell are far too many to share, I’ll just say travel the U.S.A.; if you can, if you dare. Written December 10, 2022

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Date: 12/23/2022 3:10:00 AM
This sounds like an adventure that I would love! I love reading about it, and know it was spectacularly fun! I imagine you wrote poem after poem or a novel or something on the Greyhound, right?
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Date: 12/11/2022 6:49:00 PM
I traveled to Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, it took four days with a lady sitting next to me with a crying baby on her lap. My friend picked me up and was kind not to comment on my bodily aroma! Looking forward to part 2! Robert
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 12/11/2022 7:45:00 PM
Thank you, Robert. Believe me, I have some idea!
Date: 12/11/2022 8:45:00 AM
Good diary type writing, Milt. What was your starting point and how long were you gone? Looking forward to part 2. I'm sending mail.
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 12/11/2022 9:06:00 AM
Thanks, Jenna. I just ran across my diary and thought I'd see if it would translate into a poem. This is probably lousy writing, but it tells the travel part of the story. In Part Two I want to talk about things I saw. Most people won't read a piece that long, so thanks for doing so and commenting.
Date: 12/10/2022 10:05:00 PM
What a perfect holiday to have on a bus, no driving, just sitting back and enjoying the experience. I felt like I was one of the lucky passengers, Milt. A very interesting story.
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 12/11/2022 9:07:00 AM
Thanks, Shirley. After a few days, I'm not sure the passengers were lucky!

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