Can I tell you how

Can I tell you how much I love the Caltrain? Five minute walk to the station, 40 minute ride to SF, cross the street, and I’m at work. It’s dead silent inside the train too, not like many of my rides on BART, where people might be talking loudly, arguing, or yelling at each other. Two days of Caltrain commuting, and I’m already over a hundred pages into a new book (and learning a new computer language because of it).

Oh and I haven’t touched my car since I got here on Sunday. I can’t remember the last time I didn’t have to drive in my car for a few days when I was in Los Angeles.