I was terribly sick today, my period does not play. I ended up having one of my favourite days of my trip but it did not start well. I threw up from the pain for about two hours before going back to bed. I eventually got up about eleven, had a shower and some toast … More Day Thirty Six, Asheville
My bus to Asheville was around midday so I could take it easy this morning. I didn’t have to rush and I had time to have a shower and a nice breakfast. (More English muffins that aren’t really English muffins and some fresh fruit). I finally spoke more to the couple who’d arrived at the … More Day Thirty Five, Asheville
I woke up at 7.30am thinking it was 11, I was pissed off at myself as I felt both awake and tired. In retaliation I stayed in bed for 2 more hours. However, another weird staff thing happened. A woman who worked in the hostel came into my dorm unannounced without knocking. She didn’t say … More Day Thirty Four, Charleston
I ordered an Uber because when I stepped outside I saw my bus drive past. The driver was very friendly. The Greyhound Station was so full, people were everywhere, I have never seen one so busy. Evidently, people must be travelling for Memorial Day. The coach I got on wasn’t a Greyhound but a sister … More Day Thirty Three, Charleston
I had set an alarm for 8.30am but I just didn’t want to get up so I slept in till 10am. I then played on my phone, revelling in my solitude. I played some music as I showered for the first time in a long time. I always have music or the TV on back … More Day Thirty Two, Atlanta
I woke up as my alarm was going off, I felt like I’d had a great night’s sleep. I grabbed my laid out clothes and got ready in the bathroom. I was anxious to see if Spencer’s deal to drive me and Mara to the Greyhound Station was still good. I felt like I was … More Day Thirty One, Atlanta
I was feeling lazy again so stayed in bed till 9.30 am. I got up to get my breakfast upstairs and struggled once again to eat a full meal in this heat. I stayed there a while trying to get my toast to go down. I think it’s the bread, it is so sweet that … More Day Thirty, New Orleans
I stayed in bed till nine, just enjoying the feeling of not having to do anything. It was a relief not to feel nauseous and I happily ate my breakfast. It was only toast with a mango spread but it was good. I chilled with Sarah and Bec again and took them to Cafe du … More Day Twenty Nine, New Orleans
I had another lie in, the beds are very comfortable at this hostel and I just didn’t want to get up. I felt really nauseous from the heat, I hadn’t drank any booze so it wasn’t from a hangover. I struggled to eat my toast, nibbling at it so slowly. Although, I met alot of … More Day Twenty Eight, New Orleans
I woke up at 5.30am for my flight, I’d laid out everything that I’d need next to my bunk to make it easy. Regretfully, I still managed to drop some of my stuff and clumsily woke up my dormies (I am so sorry!) Check out was weird, there was nobody downstairs. I put my bag … More Day Twenty Seven, New Orleans
The Girl in the Tall Tree 