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In the year of the bicentennial, 1976, Greyhound sold a 7-day bus pass for $76. I used all seven. DC to NYC, NYC to Boston, Boston to Chicago, Chicago to Seattle, Seattle to San Francisco and LA. (And then a cheap ticket on Air Siam, a long-defunct discount airline, to Tokyo, where I got a job and stayed for 2 1/2 years.)

Of course I was young and more amenable to adventure and the discomfort that accompanies it, but I couldn't hide my wealth and education either. It was Down and Out in Paris and London. Poverty tourism.

There was less dysfunction then. A few crazy people, but mostly the trip involved quietly watching the plains go by and occasionally wandering out into fields near a bus stop to smoke a joint.

When a young single woman boarded, we all jockeyed for a nearby seat. I got the seat next to her and was making some progress, or at least I thought so. But then a nearby crazy guy began to talk to himself and the driver got on the microphone and threatened to throw us all off. January in Minnesota at midnight? That will quiet you right down.

I see a lot of Substacks, but I always read yours, Chris. We are alike: I just spent 3 weeks walking from Seville to Salamanca. Your 'How to Travel' posts mirror my own philosophy. You are an anthropologist at heart, and I value what you put out into the world. Observation, not judgment. Thank you.

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RAS's avatar

Chris, thank you.

First, for writing about your experiences. Second and more importantly, for actually doing them in the first place.

Matthew 25:40

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