a bus stop in the countryside after a nice summer day out.
you aren’t in a rush and there’s a bit of a wait for the one bus per hour, but there’s somewhere nice to wait, and you can even have a wander out into a nearby meadow or field for a bit.
This happened to me a couple of weeks back when I was out for a bike ride. Unfortunately trees only have limited capacity for holding water off, my tree reached its limit and I got soaked.
Don’t like waiting for really infrequent buses, always worry they’ve just decided not to run them 
this is true
it’s something I enjoyed as a child, because getting home wasn’t my responsibility
also I had a cute book about some woodland animals who miss some buses home because they get distracted by, for example, going to pick strawberries