Its a Thursday morning when I wake up at 5 am to leave my house at 5:30 am. You may ask yourself where am I going at this point in the morning during my summer vacation. I am on my way to take my first greyhound bus ride of my life at the age of 19. On the ride up to the bus station, looking out at the scenery I cant help but be both excited and nervous for my trip. When we get to the bus station, I check in my bag and get the luggage tag for it. We sit there and wait and wait and wait. We all start to line up as it gets closer to boarding time. Yet they dont board us, 5 minutes before we are suppose to depart the station, mind you still not boarded yet, they tell us that they have to change out the bus because the mirror is about to fall off. Like the bus has been sitting there for a while and you just now need to go get it replaced. So well we wait for that bus to come, the nervousness kicks in because I want to get going on my travels. When we finally board the bus 45 minutes after we were supposed to leave, I sit down in my seat, and connect to the wifi. Trying to get Pandora to work but it doesnt seem to, so I am stuck with my same 25 songs on my phone that I have listened to many times now and believe i listened to them each like 3 or 4 times while on the bus. As we drive I keep checking the map that tells us where we are, wanting to know how close we are. When I finally reach my destination sight, I take a deep breath and realize all my stress before hand was for nothing, I made it.