2003-10-02 - 10:53 a.m.
I left my lady and my friends in Hersey to come to Toronto on my own. I was worried about my friends and the merchandise and the fees to get them in so I felt it would be easier for them and me if I came alone.
I got a 9:15 Greyhound and had my own seat. I tried reading but I kept falling asleep. I got company in Syracuse.
We got off the bus at the border around 6:30 and I got to see Niagara Falls for the first time. The sunrise came through the mist and turned it pink. It was beautiful. There was this old Klaus Kinski-type guy who pointed it out to me. I got through customs easier than I thought. I paid my worker's permit and got back on the bus.
Some older idiot from Missouri came up to his buddy who was waiting to have his bags checked by the customs agents said,
"They not the chosen few."
I got to Toronto easily, put my accordion in a locker and treated myself to a breakfast burrito from McDonalds. Dumbass.