Some bus riding cuties. They lined up their treasures for the picture.
This was on the way to lunch with the Nancies and Cousin Sharon at the Westside Pavillion. I ride the #1 (my favorite as you know by now) and then can choose to walk from Santa Monica Blvd. to Pico or wait for the #12. At first I could hardly imagine that walk and now it’s easier to walk than wait for the bus.
I never could exercise. I couldn’t just waste energy for no reason, like running running and never getting anywhere, and I know for 100% sure that if I had a car I would Not be walking from Santa Monica Blvd. to Pico. So there it is. I’m better off. Why have I not lost one ounce?