So, the buses are great. And cheaper then flying.
But there are some wacky people.
Our first example: The girl across the aisle from me on my first bus. She was a sweet but quite Asian girl, probably about my age. About halfway to Atlanta she pulls out her bag for a snack, and rather than candy or crackers like everyone else, she has Ziploc baggies of vegetables. And not just like one or two baggies, we're talking like six or seven full of all of these fresh, uncut vegetables. And she goes through and decides on a bag of cucumbers.
The guy currently across the aisle is carrying everything he owns in a giant see through garbage bag, and this sweet old lady in the seat in front keeps counting all of the people on the bus quietly to herself.
The bus drivers are sassy older men, and one of them caught a guy trying to sneak on the bus at one of these small Alabama towns and chased him away. The driver was surprisingly spry and chased the guy all the way out of the bus stop.
The people here are crazy.
And the buses are ghetto, but a harmless ghetto, so it is okay.
The buses also have WiFi, so I can continue to fight with the education department on fitting me into the last class I need for the spring semester.
Onward to Tennessee!
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