Okay, I exaggerate. Our experience of it mostly sucked. The queue of cars and coaches backed up behind the accident started moving maybe three hours after it had ground to a halt, and we crawled past the rather disturbing wreckage of the crashed coach, pushed off to the side of the road. (I found out [...]
February 12th, 2007
February 5th, 2007
I’m typing this on my phone on a Greyhound coach
bound for Whistler, a little fearful of taking out my shiny new Mac laptop. I’m not worried about being mugged – this bus is, as with everything Canadian, exactly like its American counterpart only much nicer – I’m just worried that I’d disappear in a puff of bourgeois smoke if I did so. We arrived [...]