Bus Stop .. Bus Stop

This is a bus stop that I see twice a day ... every day.

It's up a dirt road in the woods ...

yes, the road does split around that tree in the middle.

This afternoon I was ever so grateful to see this bus stop.

It is my next to last one. It seems that Friday afternoons I have a larger crowd going home than usual in the afternoon. Then just before my 1st bus stop a little girl vomited. So at the stop, I was using paper towels to clean up the seat and floor ... and gave her some towels to clean herself up. Then I go down the street, loop around, and am coming back out ... when the boy across from her vomited. So I pulled over and gave him some paper towels. Those two kids and 5 more all piled out at the next stop. Thank goodness. Now if I can just get George to sit down in his seat ... and keep anyone from sitting next to Jordan ... there might be less activity and trauma.

Oh, the regular driver isn't coming back for another week ...

more visits to the doctor to make sure she is alright.