Busstop

Another gorgeous day and another long walk. Actually almost the same as yesterday but going the other way with small variations. Eight kilometers feels like a pretty good stretch for my legs. 

Coming up towards the main north/south road, a bus stopped at the bus stop on the hill just outside my village. It was empty. I feel a bit sorry for the bus drivers who are mostly driving an empty bus around. They don't get to see as many people every day as they use to, and that's a good thing in the times we're having. Nice combination of colors isn't it?