Bus Tired

I stood on the docks today surveying the throngs of sweatpants clad tourists, thinking to myself that these folks all kind of look the same. Maybe because some of the t-shirts and sweatshirts are sold in the same shops throughout Ketchikan, Skagway, and Juneau...and some may end up with the same swag...but really, I think that I'm just done with this job in general.
I knew when I came back to Juneau that it would be fun, yet challenging to go back to bus driving. This summer was the most difficult working in tourism simply becuase I knew that I was not going to leave town after it was all done. Juneau is my home now, and I felt myself feeling guilty about driving giant smokey buses around the narrow downtown streets where my friends and neighbors walked...looking up at the bus with sour looks on their faces. The job is easy, it can be so much fun, and ulitmatley it taught me how to really talk to every kind of person in the world. Yet around this time of year, all I want to do is look out my window and see nothing on the waterfront, just empty docks. I want to walk downtown to grab a coffee, and not have to swim through clusters of confused lookie-loos.
Tomorrow is our first "no ship" day since May. I plan on walking around town enjoying the space, and thinking of my return from San Francisco where the locals will be the commanding presence in Jtown.
It feels weird, and it hasn't completely set in that when I come back to Seattle, I'm just visiting. I will be stopping through town, and returning home to Juneau.
4 days of driving left. Then I'm off!!!...but only for a little bit.