Greyhound Diaries Project: Facts About Doug Levitt

In the year of 1890 Louisiana passed the Louisiana separate car act which mandated separate accommodations for Black and White railroad passengers.This all began when the state of Florida began to require that railroads furnish separate accommodations for each race. These measures were uncommon as railway companies that bore the expense of adding Jim Crow cars.

Chris McCandless had this crazy idea that he would hitchhike to Alaska from his hometown of El Segundo, California. In April 1992, Chris decided to start his long and dangerous journey. For anyone, it is dangerous enough to hitchhike to Alaska with the proper equipment such as money, clothes, food, etc. McCandless decided that he was gonna go with nothing. Before his adventure began, he had given $25,000 in savings to charity. He started his journey with a car, his favorite yellow Datsun. He had drove the car through Arizona, California, and South Dakota before his car was disabled by a flash flood. From that point on he was on foot.

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Nights on the road this would be, between shows and towns in some campground or pull-off, with the other vans and trucks and trailers of Binewski’s Carnival Fabulon ranged up around us,

Canadian researchers Frauke Zeller and David Harris Smith created hitchBOT. The kid-sized hitchhiker toured Europe and New York City. It embarked on its journey west recently, with GPS, a bucket list and a hitchhiker’s thumb.

The smoke of the flames engulfed my nostrils. It was as if someone had put a pound of ashes inside my nose. I quickly ran for my life outside of the bus. I could see a cloud of smoke, following me as I ran. Today was suppose to be a normal day of freedom riding and preaching. Instead, it was a day filled with chaos and tumult. This was the first and last time I have ever freedom rode.

It’s 5:30 in the morning, my alarm is ringing. I get up quickly, my hearts racing. I think to myself, “Today is the day I’m leaving for Fresno, for WBA Championships (Western Band Association).” I eat breakfast, pack my things and say goodbye to my family. I arrive at Logan to meet up with the rest of the band. Walking into the band room was like walking into a cemetery, everyone looks dead. We all load our luggages and suitcases on the bus, we are all seated now and roll is taken to make sure everyone is here. The bus driver, who to me was one of the most hilarious people I have met, began the turn on the engine and I feel the bus rumble as the engine started. My eyes felt heavy, so I close my eyes to begin to sleep and this is the beginning of my exhilarating and hilarious 2-day journey.

In this example he describes that in order to fulfill the bus you fist need to get the right people in, and then you get the wrong people off the bus, then you need to position the right people in the right seats, and last you need to figure out where you want to drive that bus.

In order to adequately depict my feelings, I must start at the beginning. In the fall of 1996, I embarked on my maiden NYC voyage. Armed with a camera,

The anticipation of this day had been building up for some time over that last few months, and now it was upon me at last. I didn’t feel the same excitement I had leading up to this moment, I even kind of grumbled to myself about how I wished the bus was bigger so that I would be more comfortable. We all had our assigned seats, but no one seemed to be where they were supposed to be. The anxiousness of getting to Colorado was causing a great deal of confusion, chaos, and

What laid in my hand was my literal golden ticket to the world. This small, flimsy card could take me anywhere I wished to go to in New York City but I didn’t enjoy this privilege all my life. I grew up in a neighborhood where my family and I didn’t need to travel far for a doctor’s checkup or a grocery run. My whole world consisted of a few streets in Brooklyn. Unfortunately, my parents could neither drive nor afford many rides on our MetroCard. I had seen places like the Empire State Building and Central Park merely in pictures so the inner adventurer in me yearned to see what was outside Brooklyn.

On October 6th, 2016 at around 3 p.m. I rode the number 1 train from Van Courtlandt Park in the Bronx to South Ferry in lower Manhattan. The ride lasted about an hour. Like stated earlier, this should’ve been just another ride I had to take on the subway, but to my surprise it was a different experience. Without the disturbance of music and my phone, my senses were focused on everything in my surroundings and with that, the things I’ve observed on my ride were fascinating. This essay will focus on the observations I’ve made about the different riders

Have you ever considered taking the buses, not the car, to your destination? According to his essay “The Bus, a Modern Panacea,” Lester Detroit states that the VTA system offers a fundamental solution for not only the SJSU student but includes most people who commutes to school or work. He claims that cars have the negative side effects for the environment problems; furthermore, cars are the problem of both traffic congestion and wasting time and money. He insists that students should “drop their car culture and create a new bus culture.” Bus is the “cure-all solution” for students. As for students, I strongly disagree with Detroit’s point of view that VTA system is a suitable transportation for students to commute. It is important for students to realize that not a lot of people know how to transit, taking the bus is inconvenient, safety concern, and pollution.

The ride was an uncomfortable silence, the man next to me didn’t say anything and neither did I, being the incredibly talkative person I am.The field was a dull green, similar to my mood. But with ironic splashes of colorful clothes worn by the people, contradicting the atmosphere of the field. I stepped off the cart to meet the blue eyes of a red-headed woman who would be my coach for the remaining time I was the

Honk! Honk! Seat belts buckled? Have you ever wondered how America looked while sightseeing down Route 66 back in the past? As you often travel down a flat, straight road, you are thinking this road trip is terrible, but when you get on Route 66 you feel like a bird soaring through the sky. Most people choose to ride on the interstate to get to places quicker, while in my opinion taking the back roads is way better because you get to explore new sights. Way back in history route 66 was a unique road to travel on, and the story "The Best of America is on the Blue Highways," really explains why. This author gives great examples of driving on Route 66, and what it represents.