The bus was soon out on the open road, I hated buses, there is nothing to do on them; you were just along for the ride and nothing more, at least on a train you could walk about. The scenery whizzed by for what seemed like hours, maybe it was, who was counting, I certainly wasn't.<br/><br/>I looked towards Jennifer she was sleeping soundly, she moved to get more comfortable; she placed her head on my shoulder but it felt uncomfortable so, gently, I lifted my arm and placed her head on my shoulder again, she muttered something but was unrecognizable as any words to me.<br/><br/>I was so bored, I wished we had taken the train, maybe the next leg of our journey we will take the train or maybe a plane, we will see, the bus started to slow as it was coming up to a service area.