“I'm in Chicago, I got on the Detroit bus, we made it in time. It's hot as hell on this bus, but at least I'm on it. If it doesn't cool down, I imagine this will be a sleepless night. I just can't sleep in this kind of heat. I should have worn something lighter — like a tank top and shorts.”
“It's cooled down in here. This bus is going to take me all the way to London. I'm going to try to get some sleep, hopefully the rest of the trip will go well.”
“I'm in Detroit waiting to depart for London, Ontario. If all goes well, Amber's friend Gwen will pick me up in London and drive me to Saint Thomas and I'll see Amber sometime this afternoon.
The next time I post will probably be from Ambers house. At least will hopefully be, because if I'm posting from somewhere else that would mean that somewhere my plans went awry. But, I don't anticipate that.
goldmourn and gryffyn met me at the bus depot in London. A few stops for coffee and supplies, and I'm now arrived safely at goldmourn's apartment in Saint Thomas.
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