I deplore flying. That is a funny statement considering I grew up on an island in the middle of the ocean and the only way to see anything new was to fly. Still, I seriously do not like to fly. I've been told it may be a 'control issue' - as I have to hand my fate over to some pilot. I think it has something to do with the fact that I cannot see much of anything outside - clouds are exciting for only so much time.
So leaving Vegas and heading eastward without a vehicle of my own (which, dear reader, is my preferred method of travel), I opted for Greyhound.
