Going to church on the bus

Today, Sunday with a gently, very gentle, perhaps closer to imaginary rain, and all of us except Laura and Luke went to church.  They chose to stay home, the reason being we were riding the bus into town and for some reason, Laura thinks taking 13 month old Luke on a two bus 45 minute ride on way is not an adventure.  Go figure.   

 As I said the rain was not all that intense.  and Matt double checked bus routes and such

Actually the first bus we rode was the old familiar Big Yellow #300 that I rode so frequently last year and was the subject of a blog or two in the past.  We were fortunate and got onto one of the rare uncrowded ones.   It is a national holiday of some sort and that may have had something to do with the vacant seats.

Oh-- the reason we are bus riding is that for this particular day due to the last number on the license tag of their car they can not go into the city center.  There is a rotating cycle of numbers and days to limit cars in the center of town.

 The bus ride was fun of course.  I had a ball -- as did the little kids.

The elevation makes the vies so much different from riding in a car.

of course if you do not have a window seat it is not as interesting.

but I still had fun.