Since we only had the one vehicle, I was glad the bus ran right past us and straight to the trolley station. I was able to ride a couple of times to be able to meet her when she got off work and we wanted to go somewhere without her having to drive all the way to the campground first.
We paid the bill and hooked up the fifth wheel, and headed over the hill to the Imperial Valley.
|This artist was down the road|
|Morning fog creeping over the hill|