Well I promised that I would continue my story about the gre.y.hou.nd bus trip after I finished with school..guess what?
I’M DONE!
So as an end of the semester gift, I give tu you a long entry about my experience! You’ve been warned!
So if you happen to need a refresher please check here and here…
Done?…You good? Ok!
The second leg of my trip going to the Ark, we had a brownskinned man. I forget his name so we’ll call him Mr. Man cause he though he was smooth dropping ’sweethearts’ everywhere. Besides me being pissed about my ipod, this leg of the trip was uneventful. We made a stop in Tupelo, MS I think. I got off, stretched, used the SCARY facilities and got back on the bus. We had the prettiest clear sky and full moon that night. I had the seat to myself and got some good sleep.
About 8am that morning…did I mention the above was about 2am…yeah they suck for that. Anywho, Mr.Man took us all the way to Memphis, TN which begins my 3rd leg of the trip. We were now headed to Little Rock and I’d finally make it to the state I intended to visit! Maaaaaaaaaaaaan, that memphis station was COLD. It was well lit but my layover was like 2hrs long! That is a long time to keep the “f@!#$ sign” on your forehead! I was bored out of mind cause I had no music so I people watched. I saw this one girl who had the “I strip for a living” look. She began to shuffle toward me like her feet hurt, then she set down some sho nuff hooker platform shoes. I starte singing Tpain ‘I’m sprung!” lol. Come to find out a spider had to bit her and her legs were going numb and doing weird things and she had yet to go to the hospital. Did i mention she still had to ride from Memphis, TN to St.Louis Missouri. Umm yeah. I hope she made it.
(real time grey.hound. bus: I think this window on this bus squeaks. Hiiiiiiiiissssssssss and Boooooooooooooooooooooo)
We finally get on the bus headed to Little Rock.
(RTGHB: Lol, this man just asked me for the time. i’m sooooooooooo embarrased..not really. You see I had to pull my phone out of my bra! The dude across the isle was soooo looking. lol. I can’t help it, I get paranoid in those situations. I keep everything close to me and who finna reach in my bra without me knowing!)
I had a black lady for this leg of the trip. She was real upbeat and had a take no attitude personality, it was refreshing. I shared my seat again with the skinny black girl cause her final destination was Little Rock. Whew, little rock’s station is a whole in the wall. Thank goodness we were only there for 15min. I tired to go to the bathroom but what I found was bad. You had one toilet just out in the open *da hell* The next stall had no door or tissue *again, da hell* The middle stall had tissue but it was just like the first. By the time this chick and her child got out the stall, they called us to board…I’m headed to Fort Smith, Ark.
This leg of the trip was driven by Mark! He was hilarious, he said everything like a joke but was DEAD serious. Again, grey.hound. will leave yo ass. At the beginning of the bus ride he reminded us to fimly close the door to the restroom as to not to ’show our business’ if he need to make a quick stop or sharp turn. He also told us not to ask to get off the bus before Russelville and if u do get off the bus, be back by the specified time or you will get left. Tis an interesting thing. They make stops to pick up passengers on the way… why did we stop at a random CITGO stations in conway, Ark. Mark lifted a box 2 times his short self…lol.
(RTGHB: If this hispanic man don’t stop lookin at me like a delicious and nutricious treat! I know I’m light skinnnededed but I ain’t yo cousin! No habla espanol…well un poco.)
Since the time I set foot on a bus I’ve been chanting in my head “don’t sit here, move on, move on” especially when I saw this hefty white man headed my way “don’t sit, move on, move onnnnnn”.
Well, I’m getting tired of typing and I’m sure you’re getting tired of reading. Hmmm, I’m not sure this is as interesting two months later….oh well, it will get typed, at least for posterity!
Serenity
