Mmmm...2001. I took a greyhound bus from Boston to New York City to meet up with a friend in FIRST...we then took another bus from NYC to Orlando.
This in itself wasn't strange... but anyone who's gone a distance on a greyhound knows what a lession in sociology it can be! Strange bus driver quirks, dangerous parts of town to stop in... the random truck stops in backwater towns in the South....
30 hours later, we got picked up at the Orlando station by the mother of a friend on team 168. Team 168 was nice enough to room me - a total stranger - with them so I could attend Nationals.
Definately the most memorable trip to Nats I ever had!
~ l
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