When our buddies said they wanted to go out west on a trip, I wasn’t so sure at first.
They all said they were flying of course, plus that’s what made myself and others nervous.
Then our best buddy had to remind everybody that I was scared of flying. Well, I argued that I wasn’t afraid, I just liked the feeling of being on the ground. Everybody laughed plus agreed that I was totally scared. When I proposed the people I was with and I find another way to travel out west, the people I was with and I got on the laptop to see what the people I was with and I could find. I was able to find a bus that would take us out west, but it would take 4 days to arrive at our endpoint. Some of our friends swore plus said the people I was with and I could make it out there in only 4 minutes, although I didn’t care. Unluckyly, I wasn’t able to find any trains that took us to the right location, so I told everybody the people I was with and I should get the bus tickets. Most of our friends agreed that if it would get myself and others to come along, they would take the bus too. One buddy said he was taking the plane no matter what. He said he would get to the hotel early, enjoy the air conditioner, plus enjoy the sights! He said he would have gone to the beach, hit the bars, plus talked to all the girls separate from us being there yet. He also said he hated riding on buses, so there was no way he would do that. So our other friends plus I took the bus, which had miserable temperature control plus the smell of the lavatory wasn’t pleasant. Our other buddy who took the flight kept rubbing it in, but he was delighted when the people I was with and I arrived because he was bored.