Travelling (ii)

Travelling (2)

So now I’m in Buffalo NY, my half way over night stop for my trip. I’m pumping out all those European dance tunes that I know the Americans just love from my laptop and am expecting a knock or phone call about it soon. For now, I’m just going to enjoy being able to stay in one place without worrying for the next 12 hours.

The Greyhound journey was fantastic, mainly due to the company I kept. The blonde I mentioned before did not in fact come to Buffalo, but another went to Niagara Falls in Canada and we chatted for just about the entire trip. Having never found a suitable Greyhound travel-companion before this was a greatly appreciated turn of events.

Steph was entertaining and engaging and listen to my spiel about stuff attentively. I could not have wished for more. Except possibly that she could have been in a cheerleader uniform. While not the most drop dead gorgeous woman I have met, she was still quite attractive. Even with the Canadian accent.

Customs was uneventful this time I crossed the Canadian-American border, but since there was only five of us on the bus this was not really a surprise. The Korean guy sent up a few red flags but his papers checked out enough. Having Taxi’d my way to a hotel I’ve already started abusing the AC and free TV. Unfortunately there’s nothing good on. Oh well. At least I’m warm and I don’t really about hearing the TV while I’ve got my music.

Short post I’m afraid, I’ve got to go back to air guitar. It requires dedication. Peace out.