I catch the bus at 8.30 pm on Wednesday and after a couple if interchanges through the night, arrive in Tampa at around 12.30pm.
The overnight bus from New Orleans was uneventful. No interesting characters to talk about. A young fella plied with grog didn’t make the trip as he planned. He gave his condition away by persistantly giving cheek to the security staff. Not clever!
Florida feels like far north Queensland. The temperature and humidity is very familiar and there is green everywhere.