Lafayette is small and unexciting. What can you expect? I only spent 24 hours there and got my fill. The most fun part was the travel: I arrived on the Greyhound Express service (see 1st post for info) and I was THE ONLY PASSENGER ON THE BUS. I paid $1. The driver had to pay a toll to Lafayette that was more expensive than the fare. It blows my mind wondering about how much money Greyhound must have lost at my expense. Anyway, check out this leather-bound coach all to me. I could've gotten naked.
|By the way, on the way back, I rode solo as well.|
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Last thing: no comedy club in Lafayette. I went to an open mic at the Lafayette theater and they wouldn't let me perform: just music. And I didn't bring the banjo. I ended up giving a private show for my hosts and their friends at their place. This was the first city I didn't perform in. Oh well, here's a joke:
In Budapest I saw grafitti on a famous monument. Mostly band names. Someone tagged Metallica, another Led Zeppelin, and someone wrote "Early Bon Jovi." They wanted to specify the era they liked. None of that "It's my life" bullcrap. Might as well write, "Def Leppard: with two arms."