"I dunno." He said, shrugging and followed Billy out of the mock car seat which he'd had to pull all the way forward just to be able to touch the pedals.
Something other than video games? Bart knew there was a whole world of places out there, roads and streets and paths and ground to be covered. Most of it, Bart had already put footprints on, at one point or another. It wasn't that he couldn't admire the sites or cultures of places like any normal traveler would-- he just had a hard time saying that there was any place he wanted to see. He'd been there, he'd seen it. He'd admired it. Now what was he supposed to do with it?
"I could go camping." He offered, a little hesitantly as if trying that answer out to see if it was the right one before entirely committing to it.