Run! Starting today, you can purchase tickets between New York to Toronto for as low as $1 at Trailwaysny.com or Greyhound.com. NeOn, short for New York-Ontario, has two round-trip express schedules each day between New York and Toronto.

NeOn tickets are available for purchase in advance at Trailwaysny.com, Greyhound.com or from a driver before boarding. One-way fares start at $1, plus a booking fee. The highest fare will adjust based on market demand. The earlier passengers purchase their tickets, the lower the fare they receive.

The best part? They offer free Wi-Fi, power outlets and video. Yay! I am convinced it won't be long before even riding a bus is more comfortable than flying.

What do backpackers and South Beach have in common? Easy. They both love thongs. (Not bad, considering I am only on my first cup of coffee today, eh?)

There many many places that come to mind when a visualize a "backpacker destination." South Beach, Florida would not be on that list. Apparently, I am wrong.

This AP article talks about South Beach becoming increasingly more backpacker-friendly, offering affordable hostel accommodation right in the center of it all: "Anywhere between three to 14 travelers are cramped in one room at a hostel, sleeping on bunk beds. A room with 12 beds can run for US$18 a night per person; an eight-bed room is $18; $30-$40 for smaller rooms."

That, interestingly enough, is cheaper than the last Strawberry Daiquiri I ordered in South Beach. I remember paying $16 (and that's way back when the dollar was actually worth something) and they gave it to me in a small plastic cup. Maybe that's why I could never picture South Beach as a backpacker-friendly place...

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As I'm pawing through warm weather clothes and putting winter clothes away, I'm casting some of them off. Eventually, they may end up on the racks at a charity store in Columbus or in a pile at a market someplace in Africa.

Oprah, though, has enough cast-off clothes that she recently opened a store in Chicago so we can buy them. We can also buy her shoes. I have maybe two pairs of shoes that I could let someone buy. Usually, by the time I get rid of shoes, no one would want them. Oprah, though, has dozens. Clothes range from things she's worn to some that maybe hung in her closet until she decided they are a no show--except, of course, on you. They are sold in the Oprah's Closet section of the Oprah Store in Chicago.

To capitalize on all things Oprah, the Oprah Store also has Oprah inspired items--things that a person really needs like items peddled on her Web site. The thing is, I have so many Jamie things, that if I bought an Oprah thing, my house would explode.

If you do buy Oprah's old things, the money does go to Oprah's charity--the Angel Network. My stuff is heading to Volunteers of America. They'll come get it. [Listen to recent Weekend Edition story on NPR]

Norfolk, Nebraska, hometown of Johnny Carson of the Tonight Show, will host the first ever Great American Comedy Festival as a tribute to Johnny and the stuff that makes us laugh. Comedy big time professionals like Robert Klein and Eddie Brill will perform throughout June 16-22. Others have been performed in venues like the Tonight Show, David Letterman and the Last Comic Standing.

For people who aspire to break into comedy there's a chance for you to get discovered at the Amateur Hour Competition.

If you want to hone your craft, there are workshops to help make you more funny than your friends tell you that you are. Eddie Brill who is David Letterman's talent coordinator is offering a one-day workshop. For speech and drama teachers, there's a free improv workshop. If you want to up your odds on making it on a game show, there's even a workshop to help you do that.

If you're between 14-19, you can attend a week long comedy youth camp. This looks like a terrific opportunity for some young person, and as week-long camps go, the price is right. Now, if they'd only do an adult version.

The festival is designed so you can see as little or as much of it as you want. You pay for tickets to the events you want to see and some are free.

Wow. How amazing is this photo? The colours are perfect--deep reddish gold over purple shaded mountains framed by the black trees. Jason Bechtel took this photo of the sunset over the Jemez Mountains at the Santa Fe National Forest in New Mexico, and he did a great job, don't you think?

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Grand Canyon National Park is undoubtedly one of the most photogenic places. Even though I have seen hundreds of Grand Canyon photos, I never get tired of them. (OK, I will admit that sometimes, I get tired of those same old sunset pictures.)

This shot by emland particularly struck me: with its hard line somewhere "between heaven and hell." Incredibly dramatic.

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If one roll of duct tape is handy for taking care of almost everything but the kitchen sink--oh, wait, you can use it for that too, how about what happens when there are rolls and rolls of the stuff? Head to the Avon Heritage Duct Tape Festival and you'll find out. In Avon, Ohio, "Duct Tape Capital of the World," the place where Duck brand duct tape is made, duct tape shows up in parade floats, hats, clothing, sculptures and crafts.

You name it, you can make it with duct tape seems to be the festival motto. The festival, June 13-15, handily coincides with Father's Day weekend. Flowers for mom for Mother's Day and duct tape for dad. Of course, you can mix it up and make flowers for dad out of duct tape. Although, since the theme of this year's festival parade is pirates, maybe a pirate hat will do--or a ship.

Along with the duct tape events there are rides, food and music. If something breaks down during this weekend, like a ride seat cushion gets a small tear, there will be plenty of stuff on hand to fix it.

If there are any funky festivals celebrating something unusual about your town, let us know. Toot your horn so we can send people your way to toot with you. For ideas for how to use duct tape in your travels, click here.

I heard that this weekend there are Civil War reenactors on the state house lawn in Columbus. This reminded me of my two friends who have dabbled in Civil War reenacting. Each dress up in period soldier attire-- one is in Confederate gray and the other is Union blue. As reenactors, they meet up other reenactors to act out a particular slice of history. There are rules involved for how reenactments are done.

It's not a matter of running around on a field any which way, but following the patterns and paths of what actually happened during particular battles during the Civil War. Clothing reenactors wear are to fit the time period and reenactors are often not supposed to take pictures. One of my friends said that he took a few pictures once when he was "killed" and down on the ground, but he had to be quick so people wouldn't notice.

The Web site Civil War Reenactment HQ lists several reenactment events and locations. Many reenactments include Civil War campsites and interpretive talks geared for various ages, parades and food.

Friday, when J. Patrick Lewis, a children's book writer was signing copies of Earth and Me at a writers conference I was attending in Dublin, Ohio, he mentioned that his mother was coming up for a visit for Mother's Day. I asked where she lives.

"Richmond, Kentucky," he said, as if I perhaps I wouldn't know the place.

"I was born there," I said. I left Richmond in the front seat of a U-Haul moving van sitting next to at an age when I still can remember the trip. My mom followed us in our car with my brother.

As J. Patrick Lewis and I talked, it became clear that perhaps our paths crossed when I was a child. I think he visited my elementary school.

I certainly didn't expect J. Patrick Lewis to be connected to my elementary school at the time I would have attended, back when I was in 2nd grade. Talking with him flashed me to the time I was happy to fasten a beak to my face with elastic so it covered my nose. I wore a red dress for a classroom play and said the lines, "I am a cardinal. I stay here for the winter." The cardinal is the state bird of Kentucky.

Years ago, when I was on a ferry between France and Ireland, I saw a woman wearing a Penn State sweatshirt. When I left Kentucky in that moving van we headed to State College, Pennsylvania. Penn State became part of my history. The woman on the ferry turned out to be connected to my history as well. During our conversation, I found out that her brother was the cutest boy in my 4th grade class.

One of the things I enjoy about traveling is that chance encounter with someone that helps make life feel as if it's going in some logical direction--those people that connect the dots for us. Although, I have been in State College fairly recently, I haven't been to Richmond for years. J. Patrick Lewis has. He still drives past the school where I once was a bird. I'm glad to know it still exists. Perhaps, some 2nd grader is slipping on a beak.

I think I just figured out where I want to be buried when I die. Check out this underwater cemetery, which opened last fall about about 3 miles off the coast of Key Biscayne.

The Neptune Memorial Reef was built as the "perfect final resting spot for those who loved the sea", AP reports. Its creators hope that one day the reef will cover 16 acres and have room for 125,000 remains. The artificial reef's first phase allows for about 850 remains.

In March, the remains of 93-year-old diver Bert Kilbride - who called himself "The Last Pirate of the Caribbean" - were placed atop a column of the reef's main gate, because of his contributions to the sea. Kilbride was named the oldest living scuba diver in this year's Guinness Book of World Records.

I have to tell my Mom about this guy. She might appreciate that he made it to the age of 93, being a diver and all. A fortune-teller once told her that "danger awaits me in the water." Ever since then, she expects I'll get eaten by a shark every time I dive. How cool would it be to get eaten by a shark after you are already dead a buried? I can't wait to tell my Mom about it. Tomorrow. I don't think she would appreciate the sentiment on Mother's Day.

Happy Mother's Day!

[via ABC News]