This is s review of yesterday's bus trip from Roanoke, Va to Richmond.
Bus
Roanoke Terminal worn but clean. Restrooms like a roadside gas station with stained ceiling tiles and the smell of a urine cake.
If you ever need a movie set for a bus movie set in 1985, I've got your back.
No one smiles.
People shuffle off the inbound bus sleepily for a short break in the station while they change drivers. Lots of smoking just outside the smudgy glass doors.
People coming from the bus clutching empty McDonald's bags, crinkled at the top as though the food had been squeezed out of them like toothpaste.
The men wear hoodies slouched down low over their eyes.
Two lines. Those getting back on to the left, the rest of us to the right. We get on the bus.
Two crying babies to my right. Coughing baby in front of me.
Pulling out of the station 55 minutes late.
Men in the back have been on for awhile together and have developed some inside jokes about a man named Tyrone.
Beautiful winter day. Blue sky, bitter wind.
Half eaten cookie on the windowsill. Animal cracker with pink icing.
Little plastic bags that held their happy meal toys litter the floor. The joy was short lived.
Operator Wilson came on the PA to tAlk about emergency exits and to tell people bound for DC that he hopes the transfer bus in Charlottesville waits for us, that is, if it is on time.
The woman behind me is showing the college boy beside her her daughter's photo and offering to write down her name and phone number for him. "Her name is Penny and she's the assistant manager for a grocery store. I don't remember which one."
Fuel depot. Family Dollar. Exxon. Faded billboard. Elementary School. Frosted rolls of hay - backlit.
2 sippy cups roll back and forth in the aisle.
Baby keening in front of me. Headphones on.
Pretty sure I'm the only one listening to The Punch Brothers on the bus. It'd be fun to be able to hear what everyone else is listening for a few seconds each.
Autozone, Little Ceasars, Bedford U-pack Self Storage, Wendy's.
Josh Rouse, Ryan Adams, Avett Brothers, Chuck Prophet,
Car wash, 711, giant American flag, Baptist Church, trailer park, forest
Giant buildings of the Christian college in Lynchburg. Will they still be there in 50 years?
What do they teach in science classes?
Bob Evans, Golden Corral, sheetz, Lifeway Christian Store
Mumford and sons, Trombone Shorty, Beatles
Bus driver just asked us to google the Lynchburg bus station location. A man from the back shouts, "turn left on Seminole in 1000 feet" Bus driver apologizes. "I'm from New York. It's my first time down here ." No GPS?
Workers in yellow vests planting shrubbery. It's 23 degrees outside. Will it survive?
Little Kid to mom: "you fired!" Mom: "who you talkin to?"
Boy: "You"
Mom: smacks him in the face.
Boy puts finger in his mouth and looks ahead.
Lynchburg station. Now just 40 minutes late.
Mumford again? Skip. Drake. Drake? How did that get on this phone, Willis? Snarky Puppy
Over the James River. Onto 29.
Madeline Peyroux,
Have you ever noticed that the thought of bedbugs makes you itch?
Anna Egge,
The shadow of the bus on a golden hillside as the sun gets ready to set.
Madeline again, Charlie Parr, Raconteurs
Sweetbriar College (University?)
Nelson County
Be Good Tanyas,
Still tractor in a field of corn stalks.
Lovingston
Beatles, Houndmouth, Jace Everett
Hunters along the roadside in blaze orange. Empty handed as the sun sets.
Cake, White Stripes, Nibs Van der Spuy.
Charlottesville station. Everyone Hoping to transfer here toDC missed their connection and have to try now to connect in Richmond.
Waffle House, Taco Bell, Hardees
Beth Orton
Leaving Charlottesville. I kind of have to pee but I'm pretty sure I do not want to know what the toilet looks like.
Tom Waits, Jessica Lea Mayfield, Ani DeFranko
I-64 in darkness
Wailing toddler being held by little boy from earlier.
Alabama Shakes, Nick Drake,
Is there a bus corollary to the Mile High Club? They've been there awhile.
Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova/Once, John Hiatt
Still dark. Cellular dead spot. Near Oilville.
Dude with some sort of tablet a few rows up has the brightness set to "retinal fry"
Right Away Great Captain, Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins, Kasey Chambers
Now the bus smells like urine cakes. Is the official scent of Greyhound? Interesting choice.
Short Pump
G. Love and Special Sauce, Shelby Lynne
Pulling into Richmond Station. Only 45 minutes late. Cabs are waiting. read more