100 Years on a Dirty Dog: The History of Greyhound (2013)
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Of course, you rode it because it was cheap vs. your other options. Eventually, I got wise to the slightly pricier competitor in the area and started using that. I have to admit that now I would not bat an eye at spending the extra $25 on the ride, but back then it felt like a luxury.
I never had a problem with the depots, though they definitely weren't classy places. If you knew the towns along the route, it was usually easy to walk to a better restaurant, store, etc.
I continued to ride the bus long after my economic situation improved, because I actually enjoyed it. I met a lot of interesting characters taking the bus. I've heard a lot of "Greyhound stories," smoked a bit of weed with strangers, and found myself in some unexpectedly cool situations. Always an adventure. Air travel is so sterile in comparison.
You're on to something here. It's hard to explain generally without sounding like a tool. I occassionaly ride the bus because for the same reasons you mentioned - it's alive in there for some reason. Same with bars and taverns. Blue collar workers have stories for days and make good friends with just about anyone as long as you have a respectful and decent way about you.
I would have replied earlier, but I've been digitally detoxing for the last few months, so I'm fairly inactive.
If in your eyes they contribute to making a place ‘sketchy’ - what could their perspective be on you?
How do they see you?
I am asking because to me your comment seems devoid of empathy towards others, and I’m curious how you came to be. I’d like to learn more about your perspective if possible.
I think they're heading in the right direction these days. I have seen reviews that say the buses are clean, generally on time, and pretty nice with leather seats.
First, there seemed to some major issue with every other ride. One time the vents started leaking, in another the shocks were absolutely horrid, sometimes the bus reeked, sometimes the seats were dirty or you could feel the seat springs. One time the driver just didn't show up and our bus departed 4 hours after the scheduled time.
Second, more minor issues were always abundant. Things like broken or glacial wifi, power not working, stench, dirty terminals, dirty washrooms, annoying passengers, late departures/arrivals or general confusion from poorly documented check-in/pickup/dropoff locations.
It was enough of an experience that I've been loathe to consider giving them another shot.
There is a very similar style bus service in Europe called FlixBus that I have fond (nostalgic) memories of as an incredibly cheap way to get around Europe. Was it fun trying to sleep on a cramped 12 hour bus ride? No. But you can't beat getting from Bratislava to Zagreb for only 20 euro!
I would rank it around the same as budget airlines like Spirit. Maybe better because there were rarely infants traveling IME.
Still no public transport beats a train for me, even Amtrak. You can't beat the space and comfort.
(I've never used the service on either continent, I usually take trains if there's a reasonable option.)
When I worked in television, satellite time was very expensive, and microwave links were scarce. We very often would send videotapes between stations and bureaus via Greyhound freight.
But it wasn't that bad. I would stand at the end of the line for a bus. The worst outcome was sitting next to the person nobody else wished to sit next to. The best and more common outcome was that the bus would have filled up before I boarded, and Greyhound would bring out another bus--I could ride in a nearly-empty bus.
I rode Greyhound a few times in the year before the pandemic. Cincinnati to Indianapolis. Los Angeles to Las Vegas. Chicago to Madison. My experience was the same as yours: It's not as bad as everyone makes it out to be.
I think people just have a worst case scenario in their minds that keeps them away. I understand that. I feel the same way about airplane travel over the last decade or so.
> Wickman decided to start transporting workers between Hibbing and Alice, a mining town two miles away. Cramming 15 passengers into his eight-seat “touring car,” the 27-year-old charged 15 cents a ride. On his first trip, in 1914, Wickman collected a grand total of $2.25.
This is the car he used for the first few rides [0].
As others have pointed out, in other countries the wealth gaps aren't as large, and for example in Chile, the bus system is relatively luxurious (and a necessity) for even average passengers. Probably due to competition as well.
In the US it seems, the cost of vehicles, drivers, overhead staffing, etc. is large enough that they cannot but make the experience horrible -- in terms of routes, seating configurations, schedules.
And as a result there are 2 issues with buses that just make me swear off them, not because of the other passengers or anything:
1) The stop and go nature of navigating in cities just to get to the open road, or to make any kind of stop, and the jostling of the highway -- you just cannot feel at ease or relaxed that the journey is underway and calm.
2) The back-breaking discomfort of the seats that Greyhound installs to reach the passenger density needed to break even. Knees crammed against the hard plastic back of the seat in front of you, and no recline for 6 hours. In other countries, they have buses with sleeper seats and cabins for godssake.
I will go out of my way to take a train even if it's slightly longer, to avoid buses.
Sadly Greyhound dropped their Western Canada services and none of this is now possible. Saskatchewan dropped their rural bus service not long ago; so granny has to hitchhike to see the doctor.
Generally it was only the poorest people who would be riding Greyhounds up north, or those unfortunate enough not able to drive themselves.
I used to ride that bus to Edmonton too. Hit a little too close to home for me. Never rode the Greyhound again after that. Now every drunk or drug addled person was suspect for me and Greyhounds had no shortage of them.
And ... yes I know the guy was a schizo ... but still.