Ah, Monsieur Staehpj,
Le Greyhound is a rather fearsome beast.
I have had a few encounters and seek to avoid the dog if at all possible.
As one of our co-conspirators here says, "Riding the dog."
Greyhound is the means of travel for the poor, the displaced, and the homeless.
I can empathize with people in these circumstances,but bus travel often means
dealing with people smoking, drinking, using drugs, and with mental illness.
On a recent trip, a young woman was removed comatose, overdosing.
She was laid out in the parking lot of a convenience store
until the ambulance and paramedics arrived.
On another trip, the bus was pulled over by ICE.
Everyone on board was interrogated by ICE agents.
I refused to answer any questions claiming constitutional protections.
Of course, I didn't look or sound Mexican, either.
On yet another trip, the bus was stopped in the middle of the night.
DEA agents pulled everything out from the baggage compartments.
A sniffer dog apparently went thru everything.
I was called off the bus at 3 a.m. with one of my panniers ripped apart.
I told the agent that Bruno apparently couldn't distinguish sagebrush from cocaine.
And asked who was going to repair my pannier.
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Not only that, but Greyhound charges for every pannier as baggage.
I found that baggage fees are almost as high as with airlines.
If you have to switch buses it can even be more.
Plus I question how they handle bicycles.
(On a long-ago trip where I shipped my bike
it arrived in Astoria with a badly bend front fork.)
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As you can see, I have used Greyhound from time to time,
but I have almost always lived to regret it.
It truly is "Riding the dog."