Every school day morning from grade one to twelve. ..I boarded a bus to school.
In elementary school. .I walked with my older brothers to the bus stop and we were first picked up in the morning and last dropped off in the afternoon.
I knew where every kid on my route lived around the bus route east of Matsqui Village.
Every now and then I went home with a school friend and it was always a bit exciting either seeing a different bus route. .or at least getting off at a different stop.
Once in high school, the route headed a different direction as we were bused to the larger town of Abbotsford.
In grade nine I found myself a boy worthy of my affection and by grade ten he often drove me home after school providing he didn't have his after school job to attend to.
I pretty much had enough bus riding during those years to last me the rest of my life and yet. ..
every now and then. ..an offer comes up that I simply cannot resist.
This morning my beloved is dropping me off at the "bus stop" and I'm going on an overnight adventure with like minded girls who probably feel like me.
Being the farmer's wife. ..
has many perks. .
and I'm about to cash in on one today!
I'll be back to tell you all about it . .
All for now ..