Is that all you got?

Is the Greyhound really the best we can do, America? In case you didn't know (or I don't know a better alternative), the Greyhound is pretty much the only way to get from NYC to Columbus, Ohio without paying a ridiculous amount of money. After our six days of unlimited Deutsche Bahn, this was quite sad.
With no available flights from the city to home, B-rod and I boarded the Hound at 9:15pm Saturday night at the Port Authority. Our journey to the gate was precarious -lots of vomit-dodging - on the floor, in the sinks, behind orange cones in the corners.
The Hound took us 14.5 hours and on the way we had some entertaining companions: the woman with the clown wig/afro who pronounced most of the road signs along the way aloud - "Mus - Musking - How you say that? Anybody know how to say that county?" (She referred to Muskingum County, the pronunciation of which I'm well versed in, but witheld because of my annoyance). Also, the many people with freakin enormous bags who liked to try to shove them into the tiny overhead luggage rack. These people never disappointed in amusing us - no, your 20 gallon trash bag full of shoes isn't going to fit, no way, but keep on trying...
We had to exit the Hounddog at every stop, so B. and I found ourselves many times throughout the night wandering around looking for bathrooms and vending machines with our fellow passengers - 2:30 am, Burger King in rural Pennsylvania; 6:00 am truck stop in Pittsburgh, and so on. We entered our beloved LC around 11:30 am on Sunday and sadly had to pass the Pataskala exit on our way to Columbus - you should've heard the clown lady trying to pronouce that one.