that is the most disturbing thing i've read in a long, long time.
That really beats my bad Greyhound (and other) bus stories. I took the bus from South Bend, Indiana to Detroit twice in the 80s--good, nasty stuff. And then I took a bus- from Buenos Aires to Rio! That was reeeeally messed up. More recently, I took a bus from NYC to Toronto, the midnight til 7am bus, with my two sons, I was being spontaneous, the train was booked, flights were out of the question and I was held up at the border for an hour- the customs thought I was trying to kidnap my kids from my husband. It was an unpleasant hour. But not as bad as my South America bus trip...maybe.
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