Just imagine: In the sunset, a bus arrived at a building and stopped. Pigeons were flying with the church bells. The violinist was practicing at the window. Kids were playing and laughing with each other. And you saw your mother was preparing supper in the kitchen. Then I knew, I was home. The warmest stop we travelers are asking for. And we know, any other stops before this one, are not real stops.
I designed a fictional multi-storey bus for this scene, so it can contain enough passengers, and later they can walk from the bus to their home directly, no need to climb up and down.