a trip to really remember...

this being the last day of May,let me tell you a story about a trip that started on May 6th,1994,in Orange County California... i got a bus ticket to Las Vegas,because i was very pissed,and simply worn out of walking the streets of the county,and things were not going too well,at that time... after a few days in Sin City,i did not want to go back to OC(i was very tired,mentally),so i hitchhiked up I-15,to I-70,and then to Denver,and Brighton,Colorado... in town,i stopped for directions to I-76 at a local fire station,i was told it was twenty miles down the road(i goofed on the distance,big time),and as i was turning to leave,the fire fighter asked me where i was going,i said,"New York",he offered me a lift over to Greyhound,and said,"i will buy you a ticket to New York"... to tell you the absolute truth,i was stunned,and simply floored,because i only asked for directions,and i could not believe what was going to happen... it is odd that way,some people are just that way,and miracles do happen,because i did not ask for anything,and i was off to New York,within a couple of hours... still,to this day,i can not believe what happened that day... after a memorable couple days,i got to Newark,New Jersey,got on a city bus in New Jersey,then got promptly lost,and walking on an expressway,in Bergen County... somehow,i crossed into New York State,because someone called 911,and i was picked up by the Rockland County(New York)Sheriff's Department,transported to a substation,and after talking to them,i was given a city bus ticket to White Plains,New York(over the Tappan Zee bridge)... that night,i arrived at Grand Central Station,and made it to New Haven(that part of the trip has been spoken of),so on the trip home from New York,i get mugged and robbed in White Plains,so i am behind the proverbial eight ball,before getting on the road the next day... after reporting the mugging to the police,i stayed in a shelter in White Plains overnight,then hit the highway out of WP,got into Pennsylvania(actually walked out of Orange County,New York,into Pennsylvania),and i hitchhiked to Scranton,Pennsylvania,and then to Akron,Ohio,after six days of bizarre hell,of puddle jumping rides through Ohio,and Pennsylvania... after three days of rest in Akron,it was time to get on the road,so i asked for directions to a Catholic church(the shelter gave me the wrong directions(and after a hot two mile plus walk,and then an argument with the people at the shelter(they told me that they had told me the right directions),they tossed me out,so as i was walking out of the shelter,someone told me the right directions... i knew after a miserable trip so far,that i needed a Greyhound bus to Anaheim,and the priest told me to verify the mugging in White Plains that i suffered,to him,so he sent me over to the Akron Police Department,to get paperwork on the mugging... the priest gave me a bus ticket,and then as i was walking to the bus station,i decided to stop at a food bank to get some food for the trip... well,the people at the food bank actually passed the hat and gave me twenty nine dollars,and a ride over to the bus station... i had to stop a few times on the trip home,because of severe back pain,including a memorable moment in Albuquerque,when i got tossed off the bus,because i sat down on the bus seat,and literally had a searing pain in my back,and leg(i actually do not blame Greyhound for tossing me off bus,because i was in extreme pain)... i had to wait twelve hours in the bus station for the next bus to Anaheim,and after over a month,on the road,i made it back to Anaheim...  what a trip!!!!!!!