Monday, November 30, 1998

I arrived in Madrid just after 2:00 a.m. and took a taxi to the airport. I attempted to sleep in a cafe until my plane boarded a few hours later, but already I was feeling like a total piece of shit.

I transferred planes in Paris and arrived in Atlanta early in the afternoon. I took the MARTA to the Greyhound bus terminal to catch a ride back to Knoxville.

So this is how it all ends...I'm sitting on the edge of a flowerbed in front of the Atlanta Detention Center waiting for my bus. I had to get away from the bus station, it's a NASTY place. I asked a police officer if there were any parks or any safe place at all to wait the 4 hours for my bus to Knoxville. He didn't know of any safe places in Atlanta and recommended that I sit out in front of the nearby city jail.


Outside Atlanta City Detention Center

Had I met the characters I encountered that day anywhere else, I surely would have been robbed, beaten, sodomized and killed many times that day. I was thankful for the advice the kind officer had given me.

My bus was late, and Jana was finally able to pick me up in Knoxville at 1:00 in the morning. When I called her and said I was at the bus station, she said she'd try to slow down enough passing by for me to jump in, but she actually stopped. We didn't even get shot! She kidnapped me back to her house, where I showered her with baubles and trinkets I had collected on my journey.


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