SassyBlonde

It's amazing to me that doing nothing but sitting on a bus on my ass all day can be so completely tiring. It's not like you're up and down or running a marathon or something-- you're just sitting in one place. And yet when I get off the bus after a long drive, I'm so exhausted I can barely stand up. I guess it makes sense-- the whole time you're riding, you're socializing and joking, reading, or doing something to pass the time until the next stopoff. In my case I fire up the iPod and knit while I watch or listen, or curl up in my seat and type for a while or watch a movie on the laptop. This sounds fun, but after hours and hours on end of watching and listening or talking, you start to get completely stir-crazy, and you get a serious case of bus-butt (your ass falls asleep unless you get up and move every half hour or so.) So far I've made it through about half of BSG season two and started a scarf, and still no dice on finishing those bedamned socks.

We rolled through miles and miles of icy roads, moving toward Milwaulkee for our three-day stopover there. This ice storm that has blanketed the Midwest has made the going kind of rough for us this time, meaning longer drives in icy conditions and less time leeway for stopping. Because of the weather conditions, we had abbreviated stopovers for lunch and breaks, and I can honestly say I'm more sick of fast food than I've ever been in my life. If I never see a McDonald's again, it will be too soon.

By the time we got to the hotel, we were so loopy that we just wanted to have a good meal and go to sleep, so we decided to set off down the street to a local restaurant for a bite. Big mistake-- the parking lot was so covered in ice that we nearly broke ourselves going fifty feet to the road, where we noticed that there was no sidewalk. Luckily, about this time the hotle shuttle caught up with us and picked us up, schlepping us off to the nearby mall, where there was a lovely Italian restaurant. We had a bite and then came back here to our rooms to sleep off the exhaustion, because guess what happens tomorrow? Yeah. More bus time. I can't wait to go home-- six hours in a car is going to be a total cakewalk compared to this.