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| - Conveniently located across the street from Cleveland State University, I decided to try out a hidden gem of on campus dining - Greyhound Station's restaurant. Open 24 hours on Friday and Saturday nights, not only for the travelers from all over the United States of Americah, but for the Cleveland State fraternity partiers and Playhouse Square red coat volunteers after a long shift of community theatre, the Greyhound Station seems like the best choice for late night dining.
The Greyhound Station has adopted a "GO GREEN" mentality! While I rotated around in my upcycled Wendy's dining chair that was attached to the table, I felt serene in the dimly lit 1950's Greyhound cave. The lightbulbs that had burnt out overhead, perhaps years ago, really set the mood and dulled the senses. Perhaps after riding in a Greyhound for 8 hours, customers are sure to get some type of light sensitive headache, and with the dimly lit ~eco-friendly~ bus station, the Greyhound company really thought ahead. Perhaps it made everything look a little less dirty too, so not changing burnt out light bulbs is definately a win-win! I noticed that all of the employees were wearing reflective vests - usually seen on airport runways worn by the ramp service - but instead on Greyhound, even the concession stand (restaurant) attendant was wearing one! I loved the theme going on here!
Reminiscent of 1950s decor intervened with hospital cafeteria smells and gas station chic, the restaurant dining area left me with a sense of uneasiness. Setting aside the ambiance of a Greyhound Station, I decided to select the nachos as my snack of the day. My meal was created (as in plastic wrapper peeled back and nacho cheese discharged from machinery) by a wonderful chef in cautionary fluorescent yellow attire. As I was waiting for my entree, I couldn't help but look above to admire the ceiling of this historical landmark. To my surprise, I noticed the plastic owl standing watch on top of the restaurant awning. I was unsure whether this was intentional decor or a statue to scare the rodents of the Greyhound away. Certainly it did not scare the customers away.
After I received my nacho chip cheese receptacle, I brought it over to my seat. I was disappointed by the small portion; maybe Greyhound is trying to assist in their patrons' weight loss diets by downsizing their portions, but the 15 chips with nacho "cheese" did not fill me up. This was probably for the better, since immediately after the consumption I felt an immediate pang of regret, along with this feeling similar to butterflies in your stomach, yet instead these were moths trying to make me vomit.
As for transportation, after my experiences with Greyhound filled with delays, buses breaking down, and traffic, I'm not sure if this deserves to be called a "rest haven" or a "rest Hades".
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