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| - I wanted to get out of Las Vegas and go to San Diego. Really bad, it was too late to get a good deal on airplane tickets by the time I started planning it, so Greyhound was the next best thing. A lot of people were warning me against it and no one likes to travel by bus anymore but I figured it really couldn't be that bad.
Turns out, it wasn't that bad. It was worse.
I love Downtown Vegas and have been desensitized to the seediness for the most part, but despite the ~glamorous neon-sequin facade, this station freaked me out. I can go to the Gold Spike, stay in a room at the El Cortez, walk back and forth to the DTC(at night), wander around in alleys surrounding the Arts District, and take a drive on Fremont east of 6th St. all without a problem, but this station scares me. The thing that makes it even scarier is that the LA station is actually nicer(granted, I was there during the day, but it was much larger and spacious, there weren't as many drug addicts and scumbags hanging around and it was MUCH cleaner. HOWEVER, they also have no idea what they hell they're doing at this station, I'll go into detail about that later). It's loaded with questionable figures who quite possibly were just hanging out(or maybe even LIVING there) instead of waiting for a bus. It smelled like a bleached sewer and our bus ride was even delayed due to cops coming in to investigate something. The staff was nice and helpful at this location though(but that's really not enough to warrant another star).
Anyways, I got on that bus, and it sucked so much. I'm about 6'1 and these seats were incredibly cramped, I believe there was a point on the ride where EVERYONE on the bus was asleep except myself because I was so uncomfortable.
So after about almost 6 hours of leg discomfort, we FINALLY get off at the LA station so we can transfer. One problem though, there were TWO buses scheduled for San Diego and both of them were late, there were people waiting for a San Diego bus for up to 3 hours. Since the buses didn't seem to ever pull up to the right door anyway, whenever we asked a ticket agent if a bus was going to SD they would get very rude and impatient with us. We weren't trying to scapegoat them at all, but our bus was 2-3 hours late and we were looking for answers. Just tell us whether or not the bus was going to San Diego, simple yes or no question that doesn't require being handled in an unprofessional manner.
Thankfully, this bus was much more spacious. My legs finally had room, but this was already such a shitty experience that pretty much nothing could have made up for it except finally getting off at my intended destination.
No wonder no one likes riding the Greyhound bus. Very shitty company with very shitty service and very shitty procedures. If I ever need a quick travel fix again, I'm looking up a charter.
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