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CloudyESTL

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I searched for sumthing like this but couldn't find.....
so anyway with out further adu ..we have ....
Greyhound horror stories...yes this here is for ur wicked n sicked tales of ur time on the old flea bitten hound....
so post em if u got em....

I'm on one right darn now heading form Denver to salt lake...
But this time the trip is going well there were only like 5 people boreded in Denver so there's a ton of seats....I got plenty of space for my gear n banjo..
So as of right now....the hound is being good ...I'll keep u posted on how long that lasts
 
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noothgrush

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Got some friends who have had real shit luck on greyhounds. Getting stranded ect. I never had a problem and I have done a few cross country trips in my time. Greyhound travel gets shit on but I think its dumb. We all have one thing in common in the travel community and that's wanderlust. Let's not let false elitism tear is apart.
 
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Ah Greyhound! I always love the back seat, like a couch. you can lay your body down right there. The best seat in the bus!

Anyway, back in 2012, on my way to Tucson, AZ, I was exchanging buses in St. Louis, MO. The bus I got on was to go all the way to L.A.

This bus was a disaster, it was old (probably Greyhound trying to save money) and when the bus had to get refueled and cleaned up especially the toilet, it was a disaster.

Every time the bus made a turn, all this blue liquid was coming from the toilet and going all over the floor including outside the restroom.

I called it the "Duct Tape" bus. Some of the seats looked worn out and one seat had duct tape on it! The bus even looked like it was duct tape outside! That's why I called it, the "Duct Tape" bus!

The bus had no WiFi, no charging stations of course it was old and very uncomfortable to ride on.

That's my Greyhound story.
 
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Greyhound is a porta potty on wheels. However greyhounds employees are hands down the best. I got food and tix home 2x when work or life went bad God bless this little old lady in 2004 in el Cajon she got me home on 15.00 and 2 meal vouchers. Also... never leave greyhounds station no matter the layover. I got mugged in ATL in 2013 and that sucked.
 

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saw a dude have a heart attack and die in a station somewhere in the midwest, another guy in the nashville station before it got moved got jumped by someone witha 2x4, came back to the station with an xray and a cast on his arm. Said he was a trucker.
Got taken off a bus in Atlanta after some dude threatened to blow us all up, dudes in armor rolled in with dogs to check it out. Someone said they found a bomb in the luggage compartment, but probably just a passenger spreading tall tales.
16 hour lay over in salt lake city, a cold ass night in outside of hodges SC after the station closed, 2 days in the kansas city station, (almost stayed with a guy but he gave me the creeps)

Despite all that and more ive always been witness to some really cool shit. Tarot readings in the smokers pit, an insane someone who mentioned my mothers death and how she died without me saying anything, she also ate mustard packets and her eyes held some saddness i cant explain. A man on a mission from god who showed me so much kindness in a two hour layover i cried in my seat once we took off. General comradiery from being in the suck with a bunch of strangers.

The grey hound is brutal but divine. Heard that from some old dude on transit from little rock to colorado.

Damn monster machine is a part of me at this point.
 

Jackthereaper

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Not the greatest story, but i watched a dude hustle a few travelers out of their money with the “shell game”. Dude prob took $400 off a group of people that were traveling on the same bus as me in detroit. It seemed like they lost everything because they werent even hitting the vending machines after that and they had been doing so hard before.
 
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Greyhound is a porta potty on wheels. However greyhounds employees are hands down the best. I got food and tix home 2x when work or life went bad God bless this little old lady in 2004 in el Cajon she got me home on 15.00 and 2 meal vouchers. Also... never leave greyhounds station no matter the layover. I got mugged in ATL in 2013 and that sucked.
Yeah I got ..robbed in ATL ..that's hands down the worst Greyhound station iv come accross..so far..
 
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Damn these are freaking good stories...I'm currently at the Reno amtrack..Greyhound put me on an Amtrak from salt lake City to Reno...now that was luxury...but now it's Bak in the suck waiting on my delayed grey hound....
Nothing over the top happened this trip....
When I was on layover in still played magic the gathering and made prison burritos with ramen and siracha and BBQ tuna....dude had magic cards...it was a good time.
 

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Maaan it sounds like the Greyhound is crazy down in the states! My story really isn't a horror story but it's kinda cool. I was heading out to BC and I'm from the prairies so there was a lot of cool shit. Everything up til past Calgary was uneventful until I saw a mountain for the first time. Everyone looked at me like a crackhead cause I was like a little kid in a candy store haha. Stopped off in Golden smoked a joint with a couple other stoners and I just got super ripped. Hit up Revelstoke or some little town and bought some booze that got poured out in front of me LOL then a couple hours later I made it to my destination. Shitty thing is Greyhound only runs in a couple places in Canada now so looks like my thumbs my new best friend!
 

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Not sure this is entirely a “greyhound horror story”, but it was a crazy, disorienting and stresssf experience none the less. At one point I thought I was catching a felony. April 2008. Houston. I’m bored as shit, been waiting in the station for hours when this huge, muscular, black dude with a doo rag and sunglasses on blasts through the front door and pretty much yells “who wants to smoke some weed?!? Follow me!” I was hesitant in Houston, but he looked pretty normal and naturally, I wanted to smoke some weed so me and few other guys followed him out the door. We got outside and he explained he didn’t have any weed yet, at which point everybody but me bailed. Once again, naturally. I asked if he knew where to get weed, he said he did and I had like 7 hours till my bus left with nothing better to do so I said fuck it and we walked downtown to a large central plaza somewhere. We hung around for probably an hour, with my new friend who called himself “Jamaica” working anyone there to get a 20$ bag brought to him. Thankfully he genuinely had my back, because a lot of them started asking about “white boy with the backpack” and undercover cops after a while. Little did I know... Anyway, dealer shows up after two hours, and we follow him onto a river walk type thing along a bayou. He pulls out a fake cell phone that’s actually a scale, and as soon as he drops the first nug onto it I hear behind me “STOP, HANDS UP, HOUSTON POLICE” I turn and two under covers have guns drawn on us from 20 ft above on a stair set. The dealer grabs his shit and runs, the cops blast by us chasing him. Jamaica very calmly laughs and says “well shit we better get out of here”. We walked again, for 3-4 miles this time, to a McDonald’s in SW Houston. The whole time he’s reassuring me he’s gonna get us some weed. In the McDonald’s he’s asking around, and eventually is able to straight up seduce a woman who was claiming had “no weed”, into selling him a pre wrapped 20 from her purse?!? That was when I realized this guy was on some other plateau of existence. We smoked in alley somewhere, and I was morbidly stoned. Back at the greyhound an hour later, with an hour to kill standing in line. The whole time Jamaica walks around talking people into sharing their food with him. Many people. At one point, he’s hitting on a teenage girl in front of her grandmother, hand feeding the girl grapes out of a bag her grandma is holding!! That got the police called. They came, and I watched paranoid as fuck from the corner while Jamaica talked the cops down and had them laughing within five minutes. We board the bus late afternoon, I pass out. Jamaica wakes me up in Baton Rouge later that night, where another traveler boards and gives us a bag of crawfish to share cause we’re ripped and hungry as hell. 7 AM, Jamaica wakes me up in Mobile, AL to smoke. He takes me literally inbween two buses 15 fr over, reaches into the back of his pants and pulls the bag of weed out his ass right there in front of me. He made some joke about it. He rolled, we smoked his butt weed. Once again ripped into the outer stratosphere, armed with my own personal can of Pringle’s chips. 30 minutes in, I pop the can and start munching away. I kid you not, the guy hears me eating, realizes it’s roughly my seating area, stands up, takes the shades off, and stares down the aisle. He sees my stoned ass munching away, and literally YELLS “ YO WHITE BOY, GIMME SOME OF THEM CHIPS” and walks down the aisle, takes the rest of the can right out my hands. I’m like WTF, but maybe I earned it for scarfing hard on the crawfish the night before. I’ll never be sure, so much weed. Agreed that we rode on in relative peace and sobriety to Norfolk, VA. Where I gained a internet stalker (different story) and ditched Jamaica. I couldn’t stay on his level for the whole trip north, and he had latched on and just wasn’t gonna leave me be. There were two buses going to NYC minutes apart from Norfolk, so I just got on the wrong bus intentionally. I will never forget Jamaica though, something of a genius and one of the most amazingly affable people I can remember meeting in all my travels.
 

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I wanted to smoke some weed so me and few other guys followed him out the door. We got outside and he explained he didn’t have any weed yet, at which point everybody but me bailed. Once again, naturally.

That was when I realized this guy was on some other plateau of existence. We smoked in alley somewhere, and I was morbidly stoned. Back at the greyhound an hour later, with an hour to kill standing in line. The whole time Jamaica walks around talking people into sharing their food with him. Many people. At one point, he’s hitting on a teenage girl in front of her grandmother, hand feeding the girl grapes out of a bag her grandma is holding!! That got the police called.
dude, just want you to know I could totally see and hear you acting this story out as I read it, absolutely hilarious, made my day
 

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So nothing too crazy happened, but it was a nightmare for me. Out of my 2 major runs with Greyhound, California to Oklahoma was pretty relaxed except we had to stop randomly cause I guess when I was sleeping an old rough looking couple started getting into a fist fight over the rest of a bottle of Wild Turkey. Oklahoma to New York had a little more going on and for me a person who is always just trying to stay invisible was a hell ride.
Though the first thing didn’t happen to me, we had left Tulsa and made it to Joplin MO, maybe a week after that major tornado so pretty much any building that was near the bus station was gone. This guy at the front of the bus wakes up and starts looking around panicked. He gets off the bus and is just frantically looking around and realizes he wasn’t in Tulsa where he was supposed to get off. He breaks down and starts crying (I assume he hadn’t travelled a lot but still felt bad) For a while I made it with nothing really happening until Columbus. An older guy sat next to me and I usually just assess everyone near me cause duh... but the first thing I noticed were his nails were REALLY long and filed into points and under his nails were red looked like dried blood or old dried chewing tobacco and I know travelers aren’t the most well kept but the filing just caught my attention. Of course he feels the need to talk to me, it was a long time ago and I can’t remember how we got on the topic but he started telling me about how he used to be CIA and helped lock Hillary Clinton, George Bush, etc. in bunkers against their will and it’s really body doubles out there in the world fucking things up. I love a good conspiracy theory, but this dude was a little much and not in a fun way so I just let him talk until we made it to Erie, PA. I ducked and made it away from him and boarded my next bus and ended up sitting next to a bunch of Amish people, they didn’t go far, though the kids kept getting in trouble cause they kept looking at my phone. As I got closer to where I was getting to not a lot of people were left on the bus, maybe 5 or 6 of us after Buffalo. Now as a person living with Crohn's things tend to happen at the worst time, like puking and shitting blood on a Greyhound with 4 or 5 other people hearing you dying, shitting, and crying in pain. I was so embarrassed that I stayed in there until I had to get off the bus. Have not gotten on one since, but I’d do it again.
 

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