Sunday, September 20, 2009

Jimi Hendrix Lives in D.C. (Part I)

I figured the best way to write this story would be a two part mega-tale of epic adventures, because there is a lot to tell about what went down yesterday. The suggestion came from Joe L., who wanted me to take a little trip. How would this trip work? Let me tell you.

My mission was to go to the Megabus pick-up at Penn Station and take a bus out of town. Megabus is awesome because you can go to so many places on the East Coast very cheaply. You can go as far South as D.C. and as far North as Toronto (with places like Philly, Baltimore, Boston, Rochester, and Syracuse in between). And it is waaay less creepy than Greyhound. Something about Greyhound just brings out the worst in people. Remember the dude who stabbed and decapitated the man sitting next you him? I don't want a part of that. I want free wifi on my bus and screaming children. Megabus has both. Now this ride was not going to be one I could pick the destination. No, the stipulation was to go to the pick-up, and get on the next bus to WHEREVER it goes, and in that city, try to earn enough money to buy tickets back to New York, and we can't come back till we do. Whoa Nelly, it just got hot in hrr.

As soon as I told Christina about this suggestion, she got super excited and wanted to do it with me. Perfect, because company on an adventure like this was much needed. So we planned it for a Saturday morning start so that she wouldn't miss work, and just in case we had to spend the night in the city, we could still get back before Monday. Yesterday was the day. The alarm went off at 6:00 am, and we were out the door with our bags packed by 7, off to the station. I have to admit I was a little nervous about pulling this one off. Luckily Christina was in full confidence.

So we get to the Megabus station and go ask the lady for a couple of tickets. Let me tell you how that conversation went:

me: Can I get two tickets for the next bus please? Where is it going?
lady: (looking very confused) What!? Umm...where do you want to go son?
me: I want to go wherever the next bus is going. Where is it going?
lady: You don't care where you're going?
me: No, I just need a couple of tickets. Are there still tickets?
lady: Uhh.....yea....so you want tickets for the next bus leaving here, no matter what?
me: Yes please. Two of them.
lady: Okay, two tickets to Washington D.C. That will be $40
me: Why thank you.

Even the lady behind me in line who was buying tickets looked at us like we were a bit crazy. Perhaps we are. We boarded the 8:00 bus to D.C. and, after a nappy nap, began trying to figure out how the hell we were going to earn at least $40 bucks to get back. We had help coming up with ideas. Perhaps try and be a busboy for a couple hours in a restaurant? Haircuts? Tailoring? Read Palms? Maybe, but could any of these work and actually earn money? Who knows. Just as we were re-assessing our plan, we pulled into our nation's capital. Suddenly this fun idea didn't seem as fun anymore. Christina and I found ourselves in a parking lot in D.C., not knowing if and when we are going to get back to New York that day, how we were going to make money, or where to even begin to wander to. Oh what a day it was going to be.......stay tuned for part II of this epic adventure, and why Jimi lives!

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