Our Journey Begins!

Before the horror fades into fond memories of adventure, let me warn you off going Greyhound if you can possibly avoid it.

We were to leave at ten a.m. June 5. The bus we were to get on, however, broke down, and they just canceled that route. We waited until almost two in the afternoon to get on a different bus.

Being four hours behind schedule meant we missed our connection where we were supposed to change buses in Dallas. We sat in that station for seven hours. Then they crammed us onto a bus...