My ex-boyfriend detoxed from meth by taking a greyhound bus from Los Angeles to New York. He was broke and his mom bought him a ticket to come home. He was on and off a few buses for 4 days. He said he was sweating and miserable. He laughs about it now, but I got so worried when he told me that. He could have died. Luckily someone was sitting next to him the whole time.