I Spent 5 DAYS on America's Longest Greyhound Bus. It Was HELL.

This week, I travel over 3,000 miles across America on a Greyhound bus. Five days of pure hell with angry passengers, angry bus drivers. Knock every **** off! And delays every step of the way as I take the Greyhound from New York. Don't change your ticket hang up. To Los Angeles, California. All right, Times Square, New York City, starting point for my mammoth Greyhound trip all the way across the United States of America. It's only four days and 13 states, 3,000 miles. What could go wrong? Well, as it turned out, I was just about to find out as I descended into the depths of New York's Port Authority bus station. All right, we're looking for bus stop number 68 today. Last time I did this route, it was a non-stop route from LA to New York. Now I've got to get a bus first to St. Louis, Missouri. So yeah, this is going to be crazy. I've not done a connection on a Greyhound before, so we'll see how that works. Because obviously with this one, if this one's delayed, then we're sort of screwed really, aren't we? All right, I'm not going to lie, I am legit starting to brick it a bit right now. Because the Greyhound's sort of down here in this sort of basement bits, and it's all a bit sketch. I'm not even on the bus yet, and I already want to go home. All right, so I have just been told that having my camera out down here is probably not a wise idea. So I'm going to have to put my camera away. It's a bit sketchy. I thought LA bus station was sketchy. New York bus station, it's kind of a whole new level of sketchiness. A lady's asked me to look after her bags while she goes out for a cigarette. I don't exactly know what she thinks I'm going to do if somebody comes. Maybe I'm not the best person for this job. And as we all got serenaded by a drunk man. Boyfriend, the British. Now you like it freaky. Say my name the way you do. It was soon time for us all to get on board the first leg of this mammoth Greyhound journey. Why do I have two seats right here? God damn, this whole month I've been buying tickets. Just stand on the side, I'll help you. You have AC, just not an assigned seat. Okay, you have 2C, 2D. Perfect, thank you. Pretty soon they were pushing back and getting on our way out of Dodge, or New York City as it's more commonly referred to. Now I've tried to cross the country by Greyhound before and failed miserably in the process. So before I set off, I decided to speak to one of the original knights of the Greyhound. And more importantly, someone who's actually achieved this before for a few hints and tips. Mr. Zach Alsop, absolute YouTube legend and inspiration for many. Well, me at least to do this Greyhound, crazy Greyhound coast to coast. How are you doing? I'm doing well, my friend. I'm impressed at your willingness to go back and do this again. I wouldn't say exactly willing. I'm kind of being pushed into it by everybody who watches the videos. So yeah. Thumbs your head off camera. So you did the Greyhound before. You and Jay did it from Miami, wasn't it? To Seattle. Miami to Seattle, and we made it to Portland. Most of you at least got coast to coast. You did more than I did. Yeah, indeed, indeed. Yeah. Much like you was not looking forward to it one bit in the slightest. People are excited to see you do this again. It's because you don't know what is going to happen. They don't know what's going to happen. And that's what's going to make it so good. And hopefully when you do complete it, that's what's going to make it so much sweeter. What happens with the bathroom situation? They've got a bathroom on the bus. I am absolutely bricking it because I'm like, I do not want to be going to a toilet on a bus. Do you just not eat? Is that the key to this? It was just, we didn't go in the bus. I think we were pretty much banned from going in the bus. And I wouldn't personally want to go on the bus anyway, because that smelt from day one. Yeah, we just went in every service station. And that isn't that pretty. I suppose McDonald's is a good place too, because their bathrooms are generally quite clean, aren't they? That might be a good solution. You can rely on a McDonald's. You know, it's the same food. It should be the same toilet situation. You know, yeah, I would stick to your strategy of not going on the bus. I wish you all the best for your lower back and for your mental health. I've got a good feeling about your trip. I feel like you're going to make it. And with Zach's words of encouragement ringing in my ears, I was buzzing with excitement for the next few days trekking across the US of A. All right then, on the road out of New York City. We've already crossed off a state line into New Jersey, but by golly, am I glad to be out of that bus station, because that was not the most fun place to spend a couple of hours, but we're on the bus now. And I've actually bought two seats for this trip, so I can stretch out a little bit, hopefully. The drive across New Jersey takes you teasingly close to Newark Airport, where I was just wishing I could be on a plane to LA instead. At least that way I'd be there on the same day, but I was certain that this time I was going to stick it out on the Greyhound. I'd say so far, not too bad. It's relatively comfortable so far. I've only been on for a couple of hours and I've not got a numb bum just yet. As we headed towards Philadelphia though, things were soon about to change as a passenger sitting opposite me had passed out and fell out of his seat into the aisle as we went round a corner. The driver told him he needed to put a seatbelt on at the next stop. A task that seemed easier said than done. Saving the knowledge that the drama was over with, we continued on to Philadelphia, where we were met at the bus stop by some police officers who came on the bus. Oh, I paid for it to be here. So with one down and me having to do a written statement for the police later, which was a new experience for me, we were on the road again out of Philadelphia. As we continued heading west, I managed to get a little bit of sleep before I was rudely awakened at 2 a.m. and kicked off the bus in Pittsburgh. All right, we've arrived in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I was just starting to get nodded off to sleep and then they've kicked us all off the bus into the bus station here in Pittsburgh. It's 2 a.m., been on the bus now for about 11 hours. Like half an hour's sleep. And then they wake everybody up and drag us off the bus. So we have to wait in here now. Eventually we got back on the bus and started on our next leg of the journey. Hey, try to quiet down a little bit, please. Columbus, Ohio. I think it's like 6 a.m., I think I've had two hours sleep. And this turned out to be the story of the trip. Just as you start to fall asleep, the lights come on and you're woken by the announcements for the next stop. All right, this is Springfield. We're going to be taking a break here until 7.30. All right, Springfield, Ohio. Oh, it's cold. It's about two degrees below freezing in a minute here. Oh, I need coffee, let's go get some coffee. Back on the warmth of the bus. And I got Wendy's coffee and a Baconator. I mean, it's not the best, but it's the only food I've eaten so far on this trip, so it'll do. And so with breakfast completed, we continued on heading west towards Indiana as the sun started to rise into day two on the bus. As it turned out, I was actually feeling pretty good. I have to say, I've only had like two hours sleep or something, but I feel actually surprisingly okay. And with the Indianapolis skyline coming into view, I was looking forward to a quick break before we continued on. And Indianapolis, Indiana. I had to get off the bus here again because they're swapping drivers. So I'm inside, not a bad little bus station actually, better than some of the ones we've been to, certainly better than New York City. We've got about probably 20 minutes here. We've actually made up all the time that we've lost now, so we're on time again now for the next leg, which will take us across into Missouri to St. Louis. But as it turned out, as always, these were famous last words. All right, so we've got a bit of an update. The passengers are all here. The bus is here. The driver is currently in a hotel on the outskirts of Indianapolis. I don't think we're going anywhere anytime soon. All right, we have some good news. They've managed to find us a bus driver to take us to St. Louis. The bad news, however, is that he's currently on the other side of Indianapolis and it's going to take him four hours to get here, apparently. So we've got a four, at the moment, a four hour delay from now. We're already an hour late. So that means we're going to be five hours late into St. Louis. It's a bit of a minimum. We may be looking to get there today. The bad news is my connection in St. Louis is like two hours or so. So that connection's gone for a burden, hasn't it? But I'm going to go and get a bite to eat here in Indianapolis, because it's going to be a while yet. The driver's still in bed. All right, they've got a white castle here. Not been in one of these for ages. I don't think they have them in Texas. They're really good. They do like little tiny burgers. They're really cool. Hey, how are you? Can I get a number one combo, please? Noel, N-O-E-L. Noel. Noel, like Christmas. So apparently this is the third oldest white castle in the whole country. It's been open nearly a hundred years, since 1927. It's still got the original architecture and everything. Isn't that cool? Oh, these things are amazing. They're like little tiny, little tiny burgers. Really, really tasty. Anyway, the issue is apparently they forgot to schedule the driver and they can only get a driver for like four hours time. Greyhound customer support is absolutely, well, non-existent. They don't have any, even though there's an information desk here, they just tell you to call Greyhound, sort out any problems. There was another couple on the bus traveling with two babies all the way from New York, connecting here in Indianapolis over to Chicago. The baby's much better behaved, I might say, than a lot of the other adult guests on the bus. But they got here and got on the next bus and their reserved seats had been taken by other people. They double booked them and they raised it with the driver who basically said, not my problem. You're going to have to get off the bus. So they were stuck here with two kids. The information desk, they went to them and said, well, what's going to happen? And they were like, nothing to do with us. You're going to have to call Greyhound and sort it. I've not got much hope that they're going to help me out in this situation. Ah, okay. And he wanted to talk to her and I went up to the counter. She won't talk to him. Oh, really? Isn't that- So Greyhound won't talk to Greyhound's own staff? Greyhound won't talk to your own staff. Yeah. Wow. That's just crazy. If somebody here must know- When you ask them a question, they're so disrespectful. They act like you've done something wrong. After six hours, we finally got some news. The customer service staff told us to call Greyhound and change our tickets for the bus later that night. This meant everyone calling them at the same time to get one of just seven seats on the bus. But as it turned out, even that was soon changed. I'm about to get your ticket back. Don't change your ticket, hang up. Are we still going? We're still going to do this? This is your bus right now. Oh, okay. Showed up, don't worry. Oh my. It's okay, I'm not changing. Unbelievable. This is our bus. Yo, it's unbelievable. It's going. Thank you, Jesus. Oh, you were right. You came through. Oh my gosh. Now, I wasn't sure if it was Jesus, but it certainly felt like some sort of divine intervention that we were finally about to get on another bus. Noel, this is my assigned seat. Where's your assigned seat? Oh, these two. But we're on the bus. I think about four and a half hours, yeah. We're on the bus. Finally. And hopefully getting out of here soon. We arrived in seven hours ago at 11.40 in the morning. It's now 6.40 in the evening. And it's about a five hour run, I think, across to St. Louis, Missouri. I've missed my connection tonight. I'm going to have to have a hotel in St. Louis tonight until tomorrow, but we are at least getting closer and further across the country. And I need to rest now. The sun set on my second day on the bus as we crossed Indiana. And just after midnight, we pulled into St. Louis, Missouri. Are you okay getting everything out or do you need a hand with this? I think... Hey, great to meet you, man. Have a good trip. Yeah, hey, what are you doing? Cheers, buddy. See you later. This guy had just got out of prison that morning and had come back to St. Louis to ride on freight trains across the country. I've got a night here. It's a good night. Hey, man, have a good trip anyway. Yeah, yeah. Hope everything goes well for you. Yeah, I'm getting a ride straight to this punk house. Yeah, I know. I'm just glad to be able to chill, you know? And now I'm in a city where I can at least get on a freight train out of here. Right. Hey, and I might see you in Houston at some point. I'll see you, don't go past the end of my street, yeah? Yeah. On the back of a train. Just give me a wave, yeah? Yeah. All right, you two, it was amazing. Yeah, it's been a good adventure. Listen, now you sleep in and you get in that hot tub. Yeah. You deserve it, okay? Thanks a lot, Jeannie, and enjoy your time with your babies, yeah? Yes, thank you. I'll see you later. Hi, Lenroy. How are you? Yeah, it is, how are you? Oh, it's been a long day. We should have been here about nine hours ago. Whoa. Yeah. So now I've got a hotel here because I've missed my connection on, so. Los Angeles, finally. Wow. I'm doing New York to LA, so. On a bus? Yeah, on a bus. But maybe this will allow me to actually sleep because I haven't slept in about two days. Oh, no. You can drop me over here if you like. I can cross over. Yeah. Thank you. Bye. You have a great night. You too. All right, not what I wanted to be doing tonight. Checking into a hotel. Yeah, please, if that's okay. Thank you so much. I appreciate it. Have a good night. All right, well, clearly I have long missed me bus connection across to Los Angeles tonight out of St. Louis. It should have left at about 5.45. It's now nearly 1 a.m. By the time we finally got in, but at least we got in, I had contemplated moving my bus to the one tomorrow at the same time that it should have gone today, but that's just been flagged up as an eight hour delay as well. I've got a few hours here in a hotel in St. Louis, which wasn't planned. Wasn't something I was hoping to do, but a bed's kind of a little bit welcome to get a few hours kip tonight, I think. Six and a half hours later. Morning. I sound rough as hell today. I feel rough as hell. I'm not even halfway yet. Every single part of me hurts. My head, my neck, my shoulders, my back, my legs. Oh, I ache all over. I've only got another two days on the bus yet. Hi there. Check it out, please. 6.15. Thanks, have a good day. You too. Bye-bye. All right, St. Louis. I've never been to St. Louis before. Well, I've flown through it a few times, but I've never actually been downtown. I've got about two hours before my bus leaves, so I'm going to head down and see this massive archway they've got here. I saw it on the way in last night. It looks pretty cool. I think I can see it. Oh, there it is, man. That's massive. Wow. It's much bigger than I thought it would be. That's what she said. Oh, that's amazing. It's really high up. It's like windows in the top. Apparently you can go up and actually get like an elevator or something up to the top and look out over the city. I'm not doing that today. I've got enough thrill-seeking this afternoon on the ground. Can't have too much adventure in one day, can we? Oh, wow, so we've got the dome that way, and then that sort of looks out over downtown St. Louis, and there's like another dome there. It's like the, I don't know if it's like City Hall or something like that. It's back just there. That's pretty cool. Wow. Now, oftentimes, when I'm on a trip like this, I'm tired, I'm knackered, I'm worn out. My brain starts playing tricks on me and starts telling me things that I know really aren't true. It tells me I'm not doing good enough, maybe, or that I'm failing, and that's not right. I know it's not right. And in here, I know it's not right. And that's why I'm grateful for this week's video sponsor, BetterHelp. Now, you see, BetterHelp is an online service. They've got a network of over 30,000 licensed therapists who you can talk to and get you through even those toughest of moments. It's pretty simple to use. You just go on the website, fill in a few questions, and get matched with a licensed therapist. Once you've been matched, you can start chatting to them, and you can even do live chats so that you can always get support when you're on the go. And if you find out that it's not working with a particular therapist for whatever reason, well, that's no trouble either because you can just change them as often as you'd like. No odd feelings either way. BetterHelp's offering you your first month free when you sign up at my link, betterhelp.com slash Noel. That's betterhelp.com slash Noel. Right, I need to go and get something to eat. All right, so my bus doesn't leave for a couple of hours yet, but I don't really want to be hanging around that bus station any longer than I have to, so I've come into Starbucks and grabbed myself a bite to eat. I'm gonna sit here for a little bit, and then we'll see if I'm heading down to the bus station so we can minimize our bus station timing. I've just been looking, actually, on the Greyhound app, and, you know, remember last night, when I was looking at getting a night in Indiana and then getting the bus this morning over to St. Louis? Well, that bus apparently is running at a 23-hour delay now. It's not gonna be getting here till tomorrow, so it seems that I made the right choice and the right call by coming here. We're one step closer, and we're almost halfway across the country. That is good. Probably the best meal I'm gonna have on this trip. All right, time to head to the bus station. It's gonna be about a 25-minute walk, I think, from downtown St. Louis. I'm gonna walk here rather than get in an Uber because I think I need to sort of stretch my legs and keep moving a bit as much as I can. That's a big stadium in near the bus station, St. Louis Blues. It's like ice hockey or something. They'd be big on ice hockey down here in this part of the country, but they must be, eh? Looks like the bus station's across these railway lines here. Let's try not to get run over by a train, eh? That would be a bad start to the day. That's what we need. Greyhound, yes, queen. All right, so my ticket shows me on the non-stop bus to Los Angeles. They're into non-stop bus to Los Angeles, showing it goes to Las Vegas. This could be an issue. Hello there, how are you doing? Emma, so I'm on the non-stop bus to Los Angeles, but it seems that it's not shown on the board on the 1200. Oh, okay. So it says it goes to Las Vegas, and obviously I'm on the bus to LA, so. Right. That's the same line that goes just to Kansas City. It looks like this line is scheduled to go all the way to Los Angeles. Okay. As far as I know, it's coming as scheduled. Okay, so it'll just be, do I, do I have to change in Las Vegas, though? That's my worry, so. No, it doesn't seem like it. Okay. You shouldn't have to. Okay, all right, thank you very much. You're very welcome. Thank you. I hope you have a safe trip. Thank you, have a good day. All right, so we might be all right then, I don't know. We'll have to see when we get on the bus. It's not a bad bus station, actually, this one. A bit nicer than the others we've been on. Got a little cafe and stuff here, so that's quite nice. Pretty soon, it was time to get back on the bus, and it seemed my fears were about to become reality as the driver had no record of my ticket. How'd you call us, where you going? Las Vegas, on to Los Angeles. What time? 5.45, 1200. Go ahead. Just confirmed it at the ticket desk, and said it was okay. Was it today? Ticket's no good? What time, what was it supposed to be? 5.45 or something. No, what's the date? November 3rd, is that today? That's today, yeah. Where you going? Los Angeles. Yes, all right, thank you. Somehow, he still let me on the bus. All right, that was pretty worrying. He's got no record of me on the bus. They asked about my ticket, and it seems that there's a problem with that. Also lost my second seat, so there's a hundred bucks down the drain. So this is gonna be a fun three days. Yeah, I thought it was already, I thought it passed peak Greyhound madness yesterday, but it seems that the fun is only just beginning. So as it stands, I'm effectively on the bus that I've booked and paid for a ticket on, without a ticket, because the driver has no record of me being on this bus. He's let me on, but at some point there's gonna be a driver change, or we're gonna get extra passengers on, or something like that. And if there's not gonna be any room for me, so I'm sitting here thinking at some point, over the course of the next few hours, in the middle of the night, I'm gonna end up having to get off the bus. With that thought on my mind, it was hard to try and rest, but eventually we made it across to Kansas City, Missouri. Halfway point of the trip now. We're getting closer now, every time to the end of this trip. Let's get inside. After about an hour in Kansas City, we were back on the bus before driving around the block, and right back into the bus station again. It seemed we'd forgotten to pick up another driver, who was meant to be riding on this bus. Few minutes later though, we were back on the road again, heading West. All right, we have stopped here at the side of the road. It is three o'clock in the morning, and we're at the side of the road in Abilene, Kansas, middle of nowhere. The driver has got off, and we now have no driver. He's got off and gone to bed. And he said, and I quote, his exact words were, I don't get paid to sit around here on the bus, waiting for the next driver. So he's got off, and we're now driverless. We're just sitting on an empty bus, full of passengers, but with no driver here at the side of the road in Kansas. You could make this up, could you? Isn't it funny? With the bus standing still, I dropped off to sleep, and eventually woke up a few hours later, as we were pulling into another small town. All right, golden arches. We're at Goodland, Kansas. I sort of fell asleep last night. We had no driver, and then ended up waking up, and we were sort of halfway down the highway. Well, I've got about four hours kip. That wasn't bad, actually. Let's go and get some brekkie, though. Morning. Morning, how are you? Can I please get a number five? 102. Thank you, ma'am. Thank you, have a great day. Oh, gosh, I've got my breakfast. It's cold here. Really cold again. We're literally about as far west in Kansas as we can get. We've just actually switched into mountain daylight time now. We've gone back an hour. Let's go and get back on board this thing. The good news is I've just looked at the map, and we are definitely now more than halfway from New York to LA. We are markedly closer to Los Angeles than we are to New York, which is nice. This left me feeling good. I was more than halfway through the whole ordeal now, and cruising across Kansas on a beautiful autumn morning. The sun was rising. Jodie Messina was singing about traveling to California on a Greyhound bus. And just as I thought things couldn't get any better, I got my first glimpse of the Rocky Mountains, a sign that we were most of the way across the country. Pretty soon, we were pulling into the bus station in Denver, Colorado. Welcome to Denver. Next change of bus here, because that bus, it seems, isn't going all the way through to LA. Still, at least this guy seemed to be happy about the change of bus. Another guy, however, was having a few issues with his blood sugar dropping and almost passed out. Can somebody help your blood sugar at all? I don't know if they're any good. They're just candies, just Haribo. I thought if your blood sugar's low, will they help you at all? That's fine, you can take them, it's fine. Thank you. Everything's so expensive here. I only got five dollars, so I don't have enough to buy nothing. It's crazy, isn't it? They charge you like $7 for a Sprite or something. It's stupid. So once again, we are now an hour after our scheduled departure time, and we've got no driver. So everyone's queuing up, waiting for the bus, and Greyhound haven't sent a driver out again. Every single stop on this trip, something's gone wrong. Isn't this incredible? Eventually though, a driver did turn up, and even more miraculously, she actually let me on the bus again. Success. I was on the bus. Unlike this poor lady, whose seats had all been double booked at the back of the bus, and she was left stranded here with her daughter. Bad language with the person who's sitting beside you, please respect, and let's have a good ride, okay? Don't make me throw you off this bus. With that in mind, we were soon back on the road and heading west towards the Rocky Mountains. We are due to arrive into Las Vegas at about 2 a.m., so kind of the middle of the night, where we then switch on to presumably a different bus, because this bus only goes as far as Las Vegas, even though my ticket shows it being a bus to Los Angeles. The good news though, was that we were now firmly in the second half of the trip, and the scenery was starting to get spectacular. All right, our first stop on this leg. We've stopped at the Come and Go. These stops are getting even more exciting. Well, there's a lot of people around, so I don't know. Anyway, I'm going to get some food. It's really funny, actually. There is a really lovely old German couple on holiday over here from Germany, on the bus at the side of me, and they are doing this route as a sort of scenic bus tour across the Rockies. You have a lot to learn about this town, sweetie. Their face has been an absolute picture, by the way. I shouldn't laugh, but it's pretty funny. It turned out I wasn't laughing for long though, as I looked out of the gas station window to see the bus pulling away. I managed to get her to stop and let me on, but some of the other passengers weren't quite as lucky. I never did manage to get anything from the shop there. I did pick up a load of stuff. The queue was insane, and then she started to drive off while everyone was in the queue. So yeah, I just dropped everything and ran back to the bus, and I think we've left some people behind. You see, my problem now is I am absolutely starving. I haven't eaten since that McDonald's I had back in Kansas, six o'clock this morning. It's now three o'clock in the afternoon, and our next long stop isn't going to be until six o'clock tonight. I did have a bag of candy, but I gave that to that guy in Denver who was about to pass out because his diabetes was kicking off and his blood sugar was too low. So I gave him my bag of candy. I did the same thing yesterday. I got an emergency flapjack in my bag, but there was a guy back in St. Louis who was having issues, so I gave that to him yesterday. So I've given away all my sort of emergency snacks. So I'm absolutely starving now, but I dare not get off the bus. I just don't want to risk missing this bus. We stopped briefly in a town called Vail, Colorado, where there wasn't much, but there was a vending machine. Try as I might, though, I just could not get it to work. And after trying a couple of times, I decided to give it up as a bad job and head back to the bus before she drove off without me again. All right, I was going to get a bite to eat from the vending machine, but the vending machine is broken and I don't want to risk hanging around too much again. Let's get back on the bus. I'm going to eat at some point today. There you go, charging again. I did, but the machine was broken and I was like, I'll give it three goes. Well, I'm upset I'm not. We were soon back on the road where there was some exciting news. We were going to stop at a McDonald's for 20 minutes to give us time to grab some tea. First thing, I'm not making that mistake, Dwight. Yeah, here, put this up and run. That's it, on the starting blocks. That's six o'clock. Thank you. I mean, 5.50, sorry. Thank you. 5.50. Don't forget your British friend. 20 minutes. All right, food stop, we've got 20 minutes. Everybody's running because we don't want to be left behind again. Thank you. All right, success. Food obtained, snacks obtained, drinks obtained, and the bus is still there. Let's go. Look, I know it's not great having two McDonald's in a day, but what other option is there, really? I had a McDonald's this morning at 5 a.m. or something, 6 a.m., and that was the last rest stop where we could actually get something hot, so you've got to do what you've got to do. I mean, it is the second one today, but what other choices do you have? Yeah, exactly. Since Thursday, that's all we've been doing is shopping at McDonald's. Yeah, McDonald's, and we had a Wendy's the other day, actually, on one of my buses. Yeah. As we headed west into Utah, I enjoyed the fourth sunset I've seen since leaving New York, which, with a bit of luck, might be my last before arriving into Los Angeles the next morning. But this was Greyhound, and anything would be possible between now and then. So today is November the 4th at the time of filming this, which means that tonight, at midnight or whatever, the clocks go back an hour. Usually my favorite time of the year because it means I get an extra hour in bed, but tonight, that just means I get an extra hour on the Greyhound, which isn't quite as nice. I'm going to have to save my extra hour in bed until I get home and have an extra hour in bed then. Sorry, Rach. But that actually might come in handy because we're still running about an hour late on this bus. So I'm hoping that with the schedules as they are, once the clocks go back, we might actually be on time. With these positive thoughts in mind, it wasn't long before, once again, we were turfed off the bus in the middle of nowhere, this time in the middle of Utah. All right, so next weird turn of events. We're literally out in the middle of the Utah desert at the minute. We're at a gas station. The drivers just dropped us all off. They're changing drivers. Normally, at these remote places, when they change drivers, they sort of leave us all on the bus and we just wait on the bus. But as you can see, they've kicked us all off the bus while they go and change drivers and they've driven off with the bus. So we're just all stood on the side of a gas station in the middle of Utah at the minute. And it's cold. Yeah, this isn't great, is it? You know the thing that really annoys me the most about this whole thing with Greyhound, though? They literally treat the customers like absolute trash because to Greyhound, the customers are absolute trash. It's horrible the way they treat people. And it just upsets me because the people that need to use Greyhound to get around, they're the people who need to be able to travel cheaply. They don't deserve any less, surely. They don't deserve a crap customer experience just because they can't afford to pay a lot of money. That's what annoys me the most. See, for me, this hasn't been too bad. I've got the option. I've had the option to get a hotel room in St. Louis, for instance, where everybody else was forced to sleep on the bus station floor overnight. I've got the option, if I want to, to just jump on a plane and go home. I am fortunate enough to be able to do that, but these people can't do that. And it just really frustrates me the way that Greyhound treat these people like absolute trash, the people who rely on the service. Can you imagine if an airline treated people the way that Greyhound were treating these people? Like, how long would it be until they went out of business? Just baffles me. Eventually, over an hour later, a bus turned up and we were able to get back into the warmth again. We can't come down for it. They can't be taking off the bus. Eventually, we were back on the road again, and as the clock ticked over from 1.59 to one o'clock again, the bright lights out of the window was my sign that we'd arrived in Nevada. Pretty soon, we were pulling up in the bright lights of Las Vegas. All right, and welcome to Las Vegas, Nevada. Last stop of point on the trip. Eventually, my last bus pulled into the bus station, along with one of the happiest bus drivers I've had yet. Yeah, not getting pissed off! Yeah! We're 30 minutes late, but you know what? I just want to be getting there and getting this ordeal over with. So, my name is Chris. I'm your operator for the day. Y'all saw me. I'm a whole lot of dude. I have no problem booting you off this bus, okay? If I find out you have alcohol on this bus, trust and believe, I'm definitely going to boot you off this bus, okay? I'm going to cry for 2.3 seconds and move all my life. In the meantime, sit back, relax, enjoy your ride. We got a whole lot of people on this bus. Trust and believe. I'm going to try and make this as painful as possible, okay? So, with our pep talk from Mr. Happy complete, we were getting on the road for the last part of my trip across into California. As the sun started to rise over the Mojave Desert, the finish line was in sight. We were just a few hours from Los Angeles, and pretty soon, I'd be off this bus and headed straight for an airport lounge for a rum and Coke. We just had to complete the last bit of the trip now into LA. In what seemed like no time at all, the San Andreas skyline came into view, and we started navigating the city streets of downtown Los Angeles. Hello, attention, ladies and gentlemen. At this time, I've got good news and I've got bad news. Which one do you want to hear first? Y'all are so negative. I'm going to tell you the good news, okay? The good news is that we're here at Union Station, okay? The bad news is that as soon as the motor coach comes to a complete stop, y'all have to grab your items and leave the bus. That is the bad news. So, I know, sad, teardrops, teardrops. You know, my heart's breaking. Thank you very much, and I appreciate every single one of you. Thank you. I thought it was a fitting end to this journey that we ended with a round of applause, which almost felt like it was for me. But actually, it's probably for anyone who's ever survived a trip on the Greyhound. But in any case, here we were. I've made it. Thank you. Made it. Oh my gosh, made it. I can't believe this. I've literally crossed America on a Greyhound bus from New York to LA, and we're in LA. What the heck? Done it. Right, one more place to go before I go home. Hi. Hi, Hong. Hi, I'm Noel. So, I'm not going to lie. This has been the toughest filming trip I've ever done. Seriously, like around the world in 80 hours on low-cost airlines pales in comparison to how difficult this last few days has been. It's been, wow. But you know what? Despite all the challenges, it's been a really rewarding trip. And I've met some incredible people on this trip as well. People that I would never have met normally. And the biggest takeaway I've got from this is I've survived. I've managed it. I've done it, completed it. And if I can get through this, what else can I get through? So I started this trip five days ago in Times Square in New York. And since then, I've traveled 2,800 miles by road on a Greyhound bus across the USA. And I thought it was only fitting, seeing as we started in such an iconic place in New York, we ought to finish this adventure here. The Hollywood sign. We did it. 2,800 miles on a Greyhound bus. Thank you so much for watching this video. I really do appreciate it. As always, I'm about to head back to the airport, get in a car, go home, see my family, and spend some time just relaxing. Because I think I might've earned it on this trip. But as always, thanks so much for watching. Be kind to one another. And I'll see you on the next one. Bye for now.