This morning I woke up and was so exhausted. I had blood shot eyes, I was so tired. But we got to the bus station at 7:20 and there was still a long line.
When we finally got on the bus we were off and away, until we were stopped at the border and when I mean stopped, I mean it literally took a long time.
Then when we got to Boston we arrived a little late so the Portland people had to rush, only to be stopped because before we could go more than 3 blocks or so the bus broke down, and we had to wait for another bus to arrived.
When we finally got on way I realized that I didn’t have anyone picking me up, so I had to get a taxi, but then I realized that I didn’t have enough money, so I had to get money. And it seemed like I had to walk everywhere just to get to an ATM that worked. But alas, I finally made it back, and I was able to talk with the Taxi driver for a little bit, he was a Muslim and seemed a little impressed that I knew a bit more about Islam that he would have originally thought.
In all the time it took to get back was like 13 or 14 hours. I could have flown to Korean from LAX in that time. Next I'm flying. Haha.
Now its time to chill. Tomorrow I begin packing for home. YEAH, Malcolm is going home!!!
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