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Taking Greyhound cross country is always fun. One time the guy who sat next to me was released from prison that day, and was going to Tennessee to look for his brother whom no one had heard from in over a year.
Another guy on another trip told me of his plans on how to rob a bank without facing serious time. My bus adventure was 3 days to Texas, there and back. I'd do it again in a heartbeat. It was a great way to see parts of the country that you'd never see otherwise. I was lucky I traded lunches with one of my seatmate. Nice guy, worked in a factory in Redding. Another guy was real big into gold, buying it selling it. I got the 2 hour spiel from him about gold as an investment. ![]() |
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Would you believe I got pulled over and forced to wait while they searched my car for narcotics? I missed the bus.
I did not consent, but the dog "got a hit" (actually, the cop was mad because I did not consent, and kept running the dog around the car until he decided the dog had a hit). Then I had to wait for another police officer to show up, so I wouldn't sneak up behind the first one while he was distracted trying to find my stash, and then wait while he took everything apart. That left me with having to try and drive 150 miles in an hour. |
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Originally posted by chegitz guevara
Would you believe I got pulled over and forced to wait while they searched my car for narcotics? I missed the bus. I did not consent, but the dog "got a hit" (actually, the cop was mad because I did not consent, and kept running the dog around the car until he decided the dog had a hit). Then I had to wait for another police officer to show up, so I wouldn't sneak up behind the first one while he was distracted trying to find my stash, and then wait while he took everything apart. That left me with having to try and drive 150 miles in an hour. This thread gets better by the hour ![]() Though I am sorry for you... |
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Originally posted by chegitz guevara
Would you believe I got pulled over and forced to wait while they searched my car for narcotics? I missed the bus. I did not consent, but the dog "got a hit" (actually, the cop was mad because I did not consent, and kept running the dog around the car until he decided the dog had a hit). Then I had to wait for another police officer to show up, so I wouldn't sneak up behind the first one while he was distracted trying to find my stash, and then wait while he took everything apart. That left me with having to try and drive 150 miles in an hour. ****, it all happens to you, doesn't it... ![]() This trip obviously wasn't mean to be... Ah, Greyhound... Such great memories, such great stories... ![]() A few years back we did a 3 month trip from the east to west coasts, and because of the onerous relocation fees for driving a hire car across the US, we bought a bunch of greyhound tickets for the more boring sections (Texas) and got a whole bunch in New York a week in advance for half price. Our first section was from DC to Savannah, GA and once we arrived I never wanted to set foot in another Greyhound ever in my entire life!!! ![]() ![]() ![]() But we were stuck because our half price tickets were non refundable, and it was with dread that we looked forward to our four more journeys... Still, by the end of it in Tucson, I'd actually gotten quite fond of travelling by bus as it gave a whole different view of the poverty stricken underbelly of the richest country on the planet, either through the fellow passengers (and odd panic stricken tourist wondering wtf they'd gotten themselves into, like the Swedish couple we saw en route to New Orleans ![]() Who would have missed several black gangsta style teenagers on the back seat complaining on the one hand with genuine feeling in their voices that they couldn't understand why ordinary people were scared of them, and then discussing all the different crimes they'd been banged up in jail for...? Or stopping all your luggage going to Mexico at a change over at 2am in Houston (did I mention Texans are dumb?)...? Or realising that about a quarter of your fellow passengers are packing weapons at a metal detector spot check in El Paso (Those bloody Texans again!!!) because about a month before we'd arrived a driver had been killed by having his throat cut by a passenger behind him...? Yep, in the end once we picked up our hire car in AZ (cos they had a deal where you could drop it off for free in CA), I actually found myself missing our crazy greyhound adventures... ![]() I'm feeling all nostalgic now... ![]() |
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I do remember driving through TEXAS back in the 70's. It was back in the hippy days and my friend and I both had quite long hair. We stopped at a gas station and the attendant, who was about our age, took one look at us and suggested (quite firmly) that it would best if we were all the way into New Mexico before the sun set.
Gotta love those free thinkers in TEXAS. I always thought that you could see the underbelly of america in most train stations, but bus stations take it to a whole new level. |
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Originally posted by rah
I do remember driving through TEXAS back in the 70's. It was back in the hippy days and my friend and I both had quite long hair. We stopped at a gas station and the attendant, who was about our age, took one look at us and suggested (quite firmly) that it would best if we were all the way into New Mexico before the sun set. Gotta love those free thinkers in TEXAS. I always thought that you could see the underbelly of america in most train stations, but bus stations take it to a whole new level. Dork. I had long hair in the '70's, in Texas. It was probably when you opened your yankee mouth that the observation was made. |
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I was joking... I would rather get to the results and compromise my scruples, certain ones at least. Mainly because I like to feel that I conquered the obstacles "despite" not "in spite". As long as you keep letting the man knock you down he will keep doing so. What could have been an inconvenience to Che became a roadblock, and insurmountable one at that.
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I was going to wait either way. The only difference is I wouldn't have been subjected to the dog-and-pony show of him walking the dog around my car three or four times. I still would have had to wait for another police car to show up and then wait while my car was searched. I would have saved maybe five minutes by allowing him to search.
Plus, I knew there weren't any drugs in the car (cuz I don't do them anymore, and haven't for years). So I wasn't worried about the dog. Forgot about the Manwiches on the front seat. |
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My old boss likes to tell the story about how he got pulled over in Indiana for alleged drug trafficing. At the time he was into weight lifting and instead of toting around his protein powder he would put it plastic bags... Oh, and he is a chemist... and apparently the test they perform is to mix it with something and if turns red than they assume it's a narcotic... and his favorite flavor was cherry... but this time he had orange!
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