Then, back to Jennifer's house, where I picked up my bike, said my good-byes, and rode down to the bus station for the 8pm departure. The anticipated collection of backpack-adorned travelers was awaiting the bus when I got there. Green Tortoise is a wonderful way to travel. Instead of airline-style seats, the front half of the bus is arranged around tables, and the back half of the bus is a big, open platform. Everyone is pretty much the same age, and of the same mindset.
Adventure travel is the name of the game.
The bus folds down into bunks at night, and I shared mine with a nice, if opinionated, New York woman. I didn't sleep all that well, what with my face pressed against the window and the frequent stops to pick up passengers, but I didn't mind. Then, the latter half cleaned the dishes while the rest of us cooled off in the water. Back on the road, and making new friends. While we were stopped in Oregon one of the passengers announced that she was planning to head to Vancouver, and was looking for travel companions.