After 14 hours on the road, I tore my eyes open from restless sleep and stared out at the dawn which had filled my window. I noticed that my Greyhound bus rolled along major roads which seemed to rise up from lakes, bayous and sparse gulfs.
So heading south on the advice of Miracle Mel (that’s what I’ll call her from now on), I spent an overnight Greyhound journey braving security check points, iron-grilled station windows and stopovers in blood-stained bathrooms. So this is ‘The South, eh?’ I had finally arrived
My arrival was not great. I quickly realised I had NO reason to be in Chicago as my best friend from school, who I hadn’t seen since the ‘90s, said she wouldn’t be able to make the meet-up….AFTER I had already bought my flights. Sometimes
I was satisfied by my time in Philly but Washington D.C….now, there are some places that need no talking about. To be honest, I don’t even want to write this post but I promised I’d give every destination the light of day. I personally had
Philadelphia is known for two things: the home of The Fresh Prince and the first capital of the United States. So, if you like history, this place is for you. I was staying at the HI Apple Hostel. If I hadn’t arrived in the bright