Group bus tours

are not something I have much experience of doing.
They came under brief discussion yesterday  when someone suggested a group outing to a farm which sells....yarn. 
Yarn? Did someone mention yarn? Nobody in the room needs more yarn! But, yarn?
It's the 30th Anniversary of the founding of this group and they want to do something to celebrate. So, yarn? Yes, of course. It sounds like a good idea to visit the place. There might be a chance to see a sheep or two and...buy yarn.
The questions are, do they go in a hired bus or do they do it in a convoy of cars and do they go for lunch or after lunch?
The question for me of course will be do I go at all? I don't need yarn. I have probably seen more sheep than anyone else in the room - and seen them shorn and crutched, dipped - and even dyed. I actually rather like sheep. They produce yarn. Some of them produce beautiful yarn - Merino, Blue Faced Leicester, and Polwarth to name just a few. I have just been knitting a lovely Polwarth-Alpaca-Possum blend for my friend P... It's soft and squishy.
It won't be up to me but the bus would seem the sensible option. Everyone will get there at the same time. Nobody will get lost - unless the bus driver does. If the bus driver gets lost then everyone gets lost. People could knit on the bus - after all it would be an outing for knitters. I suspect they should go for lunch as well...so that the day is not rushed. Almost everyone would find it more relaxing. 
It wouldn't need to be like those awful bus tours where people are herded on like sheep and then driven around for a superficial look at this monument and that museum. People might even get a chance to ask questions...about sheep and yarn. 
I remember the school bus trips we took. I loathed them. I always felt vaguely bus sick. If the teacher didn't have us "community singing" the noise level was something I could barely tolerate. We went to look at things like the pumping station on the river. That was full of engineering talk none of us understood. We went to look at a flour mill - only they wouldn't let me go further than the door because you had to climb something. We didn't need to go and look at sheep. We all knew about sheep! 
I haven't spoken to a sheep in quite a while. The sheep at the show tend to be uppity sort of creatures who don't respond. It might be fun to talk to a sensible sort of sheep again. 
I'm not sure I'll get the chance but I'll try and persuade other people to go if that's what they decide to do. After all there might be yarn. Yarn is always interesting.