So I finlly made it to Salt Lake City and wow was I glad to get here and find a shower. So what have I been doing since yesterday night?
As said yesterday, I took the Greyhound in Seattle to get to Salt Lake. Sitting at the station waiting for the bus made me realized that people who take the bus really are wierd and sometimes creeoy people. I honestly was a bit worried to get on. It was the first long ride this year. We'll see how it goes.
So the bus would go to Stanfield Orgon where I had to switch to another bus. Of course, what does noemie do? She gets off at the wrong place. tank god I realised it early enough so no drama.
I got to Stanfield ant 1.30am and waited there till 3.30am for the next bus. Luckily, this was the last layover. I waited in a McDonald/Subway/TrucStop. there is no real Greyhound station there. While observing the other passangers, I couldn't believe all the crap they eat at all times of the day and the night. I mean how can you eat a Big Mac Menue at 3 in the morning, seriously? And then all the chips and chocolate, milkshakes and soft drinks.....
Eventually I borded the last bus which would now go all the way to Salt Lake. Luckily I got two seats for myself again. meaning, I got something simular to sleep.
After the next food stop, it was about 11am, a woman asked the driver when she had to get off. Well, she had missed her stop. She said she had fallen asleep and forgotten to get out. You must be a pretty havy sleeper in my oppinion if you fall asleep at like 9pm in Washington and only wake up at 11am somewhere in Idaho. She was supposed to get out somewhere in Washington. Too bad.
There were also two teenage girls on the bus. They changed three times and did their make up on the bus (what the hell for?). I look like crap when I'm on a long busride.
Other companions on the bus? three little kids and three dogs. Yeah, it wasn't super quiet in there.
Anyway, I got my personal bus rule now, so if you ever take the greyhound, here they are:
1. If you plan on sleeping, set your alarm on your phone to make sure you want miss your stop.
2. sit in one of the front rows, the creepy people always sit in the back.
3. keep your headphones in even if you don't listen to music anymore. people wont start talking to you (of course if that's what you want, loos the earpieces)but you can still heare what is going on around you.
4. Try to get two seats, it's the only way to get something simular to sleep,
5. Don't even think about going on without a blanket. It's always freezing in there.
All the way to Salt Lake City it was raining, and I mean relly raining. Looking out of the window I felt like we were dricving in the middle of nowhere. For miles and miles not one singele house, just dry dirt and some other cars.
Yesterday in Washington, everything had been so green, here everything is brown.
We got to Salt Lake on time. Now I had to find the hostel. I looked at my map and realized, the Greyhound station wasn't where Lonely Planet told me it was (I should have gotten the new edition after all. After an hour of walking, I finally got to the hostel, completely dead. all I wanted was a shower and a bed. Shower, check. Now it's off to sleep.
talk to you later.
xoxo
p.s. the slow internet connection gives me a hard time uploading pics, but they'll get there sooner or later.
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