No, but it actually in an adventure. It's like being on a big field.
You're up at weird times, you gotta sleep in the stations if there's a layover or something, ya know?
This one family who I had been riding next to since Philly almost got left behind in Ohio, and I was like 'Yo, youre missing some people, don't go' and these people were so grateful, they kept offering me snacks and shit for the rest of the trip.
Once, a giant Snorlax-like lesbian let me sleep on her and it was like a living beanbag.
These two 60-something old biker types did nothing but smoke weed the whole way and let me have some.
This one time I had a bus driver who would announce the wrong city we were pulling into to fuck with the people who just woke up.
Man, I love driving, but the two aren't mutually exclusive.