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I'm on the bus, heading back from the first of my packed weekends with friends. This weekend, however, was spent entirely with my lady Tina. We had a wonderful time, with the exception of her getting sick on Sunday.

One notable occurrence was our Saturday walk (a map of our walk). Tina wanted to check out the Village Gate Square in Rochester. It was a beautiful day out, so we decided to walk there. It turns out it is about 3 miles from her place, so we got a bit of exercise in the process.

On the way there, we noticed a clearing in the woods on the side of one of the roads we normally would have driven. It turns out it was a private(?) park and bird garden. We explored it, determined it was rather small, and continued on.

On the way back, Tina suggested a detour and we found Highland Park - one of Rochester's great secrets. Up a hill by way of concrete stairs, we found the top of a hill that overlooked the area. Also on the hill is a large reservoir - entirely not something we expected to find on the top of a hill. Someday we need to go stargazing from there. The longer I live here, the more I find that Rochester has a lot of beauty to it, it's just tucked away by the sides of roads and rivers.

Now I head home, back to an excellent job doing things I love. I have weeks and weekends planned all the way up through July. Now is the calm before the storm. There are girls on the back of the bus, singing in beautiful harmony and talking loudly. There's one man reading near me, one woman reading further up in the bus, and everyone else is dark and listening to music and sleeping.

A woman behind me seemed interested in my computer, so I told her about it some. I told her it had Internet access ("www comp" she called it) and she said she hadn't used it much. I figured I'd show her one of the more powerful things I've found on it - in my eyes: everything2. I asked her to name something she wanted to know more about, and she said "cigarettes"; she wanted to know where she could buy them in bulk. I showed her people talking about them, having opinions on them, saying "ewww" saying "try this brand" and other things e2 tends to have. She didn't seem interested in that, or even seemed to understand what it was. Later on the trip, she proceeded to smoke one in the bathroom at the back of the bus.

A Greyhound bus says a lot about people, as almost everyone is presented with isolation from their peers and native environment. [How] do you cope with isolation?