Months ago, our fantasy football league decided on this year’s punishment for the 12th place team – “The bus ride to Nowhere” AKA spend a weekend on a greyhound bus, arriving at a destination determined by the rest of the league in time to catch a flight home. The league would pay for the bus ticket but would require various social media interactions (still officially TBD) to also cover the flight(s).
On December 28th, Zach Zenner sealed my fate and earned me a bus ticket. A few days later, the league decided that I’d be heading to sunny Minneapolis. I depart Boston on Greyhound at 7:40 pm Jan 6, I arrive in Cleveland the next morning at 11 am and transfer to a Baron’s Bus, which I ride throughout Ohio and arrive at 9:20 that night. I have 35 minutes to catch my Greyhound bus which takes me the rest of the way to Minneapolis by 6:30 Sunday morning.
That all assumes my various buses manage to avoid bad weather or mechanical problems, which seems pretty optimistic. Below you’ll find the specific route I’ll be traveling and let me prepare you: you’re bound to be jealous.
