what the flights here lack in promptness is made up for by the bus service that’s for sure. the travel coordinator said it would be a 32 hour ride, but it was only 28. only 28…..sheesh. good thing i borrowed a nice big Ken Follett novel from the hotel! we left on time and everything was comfortable as it could be.
the bus was more like Amtrak, it was the Benz of buses, literally. i had a reclining seat, movies, and meal service. i use the term meal loosely by the way. i love a cheese sandwich as much as the next person, but if i have one more i may cry. or give me one with more than cheese and bread…..a little mustard would be a nice addition.
overall it wasn’t nearly as bad as it could have been. i cringe at what a 28 hour Greyhound ride would be……close to hell i imagine. some of the scenery was pretty, below are a couple of photos, not the best, but hey, they were taken from inside a bus!