His bag matched his underware. He was fully tattooed on his right arm. I have no idea what held his pants up. The was small, but older than he looked I think.
I thought this was a guy, but she's a young lady. She kept talking to herself, I thought maybe a little daffy, but finally figured out that's a blue tooth phone in her ear, so she was talking to some else.
Always long lines. You take a chance leaving luggage there, but you can't check anything. And, if you move it someone else takes your place in line. No guarantee that you'll get a seat. In Las Angeles, it can take a long time to get on a bus.
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