grey⋅hound [grey-hound] /never again!

Driving from Kelowna to Red Deer takes about 7 or 8 hours, depends on how big your bladder is. It should not take TWENTY-SEVEN hours to drive between the two. This is the story for Morgan and I yesterday when we jumped on the bus from Kelowna. Weather conditions required the bus to putter at a speed of 50km/h the entire way. We stopped in every town for around 20 minutes. It was a nightmare. Finally we reached Calgary where we were to transfer to another bus which would take us to Red Deer. But because our bus showed up several hours late, Morgan and I would have to wait until 12:30am for the next bus to depart. After hours of patient waiting, aniticipating our warm and comfortable beds to sleep in, our bus was ready to take us on our way. But shortly after departure, the driver lady with a warm british accent declared the highway wasn't bus worthy. So we were forced to spend the night in the Greyhound bus terminal. Bus terminals are not a cool place to spend hours upon hours of your time. It stinks, the people are crazy, and all the chairs are as uncormfortable as the floor. Actually they might be worse. Finally, at 6:30am we jumped on the bus that would for real this time take us home. But it stopped at every single town along the way, so a drive which normally takes a bit over an hour took us nearly four hours. So glad to be home. It was maybe the worst day of my life.

I made this picture in the beloved memory of Greyhound and it's hellish service. It's all a metaphor for how much I effin' HATE Greyhound now, and I refuse to ever ride on one ever again as long as I live.