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"The  Long  Journey  Home "

Finally everyone was on the bus. There was no place to leave, because all we could do was pack. They tried not to waste space, so the middle lane of the bus was also filled. This made things difficult when one had to get up to go to the washroom.

I got a nice window seat. We headed towards the highway, all the buses followed. There were probably close to a hundred or more, it was hard to say. With all buses being 100 percent green energy, I thought it was great that communities, including buses, moved away from methane and thorium batteries.

I was really looking forward to getting on site to start building my house.

The man sitting next to me was named James. He told me he was about my age, and was quite anxious to get up there. We talked for hours, and then arrived at the site drop-off location.

I could see they had started a road, but it didn't go very far. Many trees were tagged.

I was really looking forward to getting on site to start building my house.

The man sitting next to me was named James. He told me he was about my age, and was quite anxious to get up there. We talked for hours, and then arrived at the site drop-off location.

I could see they had started a road, but it didn't go very far. Many trees were tagged.

The air-horns began to blow, to let the people know that we could begin to walk, and the horses began to follow us. Anyone with health problems was carried in carts to make it easier for them to get there.

I started talking to this big guy named Steve. He told me his job was to set up the network, so we could call for supplies or support if we needed it on site. This guy looked to be in his 70s and was a very tall man, but he did a great job of walking.