Yesterday, I had my first Bolt Bus experience. It’s the new alternative to riding the lame Greyhound or Peter Pan to get to and from a few major cities in the Northeast. My trip was between Philly (boo) and NYC (yay!).

I was excited to make this trip for a few reasons. Firstly, Bolt buses have free Wifi. How cool is that?? Nextly, it’s rumored that these buses have more leg room. If you are over 5′4″, you know how immensely important this is when traveling.

One of those two features turned out to actually exist. The leg room was totally there. As a matter of fact, there were times during the ride when I felt as though I would fall between seats. As for the WiFi…yeah, no. No WiFi to speak of. I was saddened by this, even though I didn’t have an extremely pressing need for the internet.

Once I realized I wouldn’t be able to browse Facebook on my computer, I tried to read. After about five minutes of this, I grew tired and so, I stopped. As I tried to close my lids, I heard a persistent flow of voices coming from behind me. I peeked between the seats and saw these two women who had been reunited an hour before we boarded le bus. These two hadn’t stopped flapping their gums since they got on the bus. I’m all for catching up and stuff, but at 9:00 in the morning? Really?

While I tried to drown out the high pitched sounds of their excited little voices, another set became quite prominent. This time, two people in front of me AND two people to my right wanted to talk and hoop and holler across the isles. At one point, they even engaged in a game of “Let’s Disturb All the Other People On the Bus By Changing Seats and Let’s be Loud Whilst We Do It.” I was thrilled, as I’m sure you can imagine.

As I faded in and out of sleep, I kept hearing conversations from all over the bus. I don’t get it. We were all up by at least 7:30am. And now we sit in close quarters with others. Why didn’t these people know anything about courtesy? Arg. Go take a nap or something.