where is this ride going?

we get on buses sometimes not knowing where it is taking us to. we don't have a choice; we got to move. we hold on to the wish of moving on to somewhere different (hopefully better). so we just keep going. but at certain point, you need to be knowing where is this ride going. you can't ride on without knowing where the end might be. do you keep riding, or should you be getting off already. at some point, you really just want to be sure.