The wheels on the bus…
I had an errand to run in the big city. It’s only, like, ten miles as the crow flies but it’s an hour and a half on the slow bus. The one that stops every couple of blocks once it gets to town.
I left Uncle B happily digging in the garden and went for a slow pootle around the sunny countryside on the upper deck of a double decker bus. Most enjoyable. The city was fun, too. All kinds of neat architectural details on the upper floors of the older buildings that you’d never catch from a car.
I never took the bus to school (well, I did but not for very long) and I got a car as soon as I was legally able, so I’ve never had to ride the bus. I have neutral to positive feelings about them. The buses here on the coast are clean, frequent and cheap (they’re also old and rattly and the roads are awful, but you can’t have everything).
There’s even a neat app that shows my bus moving toward me on the map in real time.
I have had a day. I hope you all have a weekend!
Posted: June 14th, 2024 under personal.
Comments: 2
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Comment from Uncle Al
Time: June 14, 2024, 10:44 pm
How nice! Sounds positively lovely!
My experiences with buses are few, I’m glad to day, but I firmly decline the rôle of wet blanket in this play.
Question. I’m retired. What’s a “weekend” please? 😎🦩🌴🍹
Comment from Deborah HH
Time: June 14, 2024, 10:58 pm
My 12 year-old granddaughter has been here for two weeks. I don’t know if I’m coming or going. But I’ve carried a whiskey to bed for the past two nights.
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