Break Dancing

Ah, the days of mass transit. I didn't get a car until my mid twenties so I spent a lot of time riding the busses in New Orleans. I gotta tell ya, after a while you don't even bat an eye at the endless stream of weirdness that takes place. I am not even kidding I overheard a guy describing his lobotomy to a friend one time.

Probably the strangest trip I ever took was on a Greyhound gong from Phoenix to New Orleans when I was 14. I was traveling alone back to NOLA after visiting Phoenix for the summer. First off, I was a complete dumb ass for wandering around Houston at 4AM in the morning looking for food because everything in the bus station was closed. Bus stations historically are not in the best of neighborhoods so how I didn't get mugged or worse is beyond me.

Of course every time you start on a new leg of your trip the driver comes on and tells you there is no cigar or cigarette smoking on the bus. However when we crossed over into the Louisiana state line the bus driver came on and told us there was no cigar, cigarette or marajuana smoking allowed..... WAIT!!!! Was it okay to spark a doob up until this point? Well, that certianly would have made the first portion of the trip more enjoyable.

I also met some guys who told me they were coming back from LA as they had just made a break dancing movie.....In retrospect it sounds like bullshit guys say to pick girls up.I also had twenty dollars stolen out of my purse which I think was them but I have no proof.

I don't ever want to go Greyhound and leave the driving to them again. MyPlinkyInYourEye is right. They are petri dishes for weird shit.