Morning.
I had already typed a comment a bit ago about how 'filling hours' came perilously close to 'wishing time away' - but then I cleared it. I just love that we've truly reached a point where I just simply don't have to say a word
I used to LOVE taking the bus on long journeys. I liked the pace, and I loved seeing things I hadn't seen before.
One memorable trip started in Kansas City when I was headed to Virginia, and I stumbled across the three California surfers who were headed for the opposite coast. They had taken over the back of the bus, and had come . . . let's just say 'well stocked'.
Talk about seeing things you don't normally see!