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You Drive It
The essence of traveling is the part where you are actually in motion, On The Road! The temples, the markets, the mountains, the beaches -- they are only context, scenery, backdrop. Where travel really happens is in the back of a rickety bus somewhere in the middle of nowhere, as you and thirty half-frozen Indians (American or East, take your pick) gnash your way, white-knuckled and bleary-eyed, to the crest of an icy pass overlooking most of the known universe.
Many of my favorite travel stories are the Road Tales: the worst roads in the galaxy, the worst buses in the universe, the slowest boat, the most crowded train ("Aww, that's nothin', man -- I was on a train once..."). The most bumps, chickens, dead dogs, diarrhea stops, blow-outs, check-points, accidents, or puking children per kilometer -- this is the stuff that the Travel Mythology is made of. Around any travelers' figurative "campfire", the most compelling stories are not of rip-offs, banana pancakes, or great bargains, but of the odysseys of the great travelers themselves (those telling the stories), out there on the very Road itself.
It is also the dustiest, grittiest, most bone-jarring, teeth-rattling, knee-cramping, kidney-pounding, and patience-trying part of the travel experience. Where patience is useless, "riding bus" separates the travelers from the tourists. It is the Eternal Rite of Passage, and it stops only long enough for you to relax on a beach for a few weeks before it all begins again. Getting There makes all the rest of it worthwhile -- and vice versa.
"C'mon, mate," says my old buddy Ray, "If you're gonna travel, then you've got to ride some bus." And ride bus you will.
If you cannot appreciate the romantic adventure in a really excruciating bus ride, you may not have travel in your bones. But nowdays you can get around much of the world avoiding the harsher realities of public transportation. Traveling is not nearly as difficult as it used to be, but rest assured there are still a couple of those dilapidated old Blue Bird school buses waiting for you out there on horrible hard-pan roads. The windows are already jammed up, the chickens are in the aisle, the flour sacks stowed above your seat in the back, and the kids have got a belly full of candy-floss. So what are you waiting for? Come on aboard, mate, and let's ride some bus!
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