Um, I spent several hours in the bus-station. It was very bizarre. There was some sort of celebration going on in town and I bought an old choo-choo whistle, one that made a noise like a train. Some homeless guy came up to me at the station and started serenading me with an old country song, and it was kind of sad and kind of weird and then I saw that he had a beetle in his hair and that was even sadder and weirder.