I don't gobble. Ride a burro through the agave fields of Oaxaca. I'd rather have my liver ride through a field of agave tequila at my local bar, while eating a churro. Take a Greyhound from Portland, Oregon, to Portland, Maine. The only reason to take a bus, in my mind, is if you're going to say, Vegas, and want to be able to drink.
Buses are stupid.
I'd much rather be in control of my own vehicular fate - at least as much as I can. Assemble a rock band. Be the lead singer. Pleasure the groupies. Trash a hotel room.