We stayed the night in Elko, Nevada. I have never seen more casinos in the most random of places in my life. Car dealership? Bam. Casino attached. {just in case you feel like you need to spend MORE money when purchasing a vehicle.} Hotels? Casino attached. Grocery stores? Casino attached! {seriously.} I wonder if people in Elko have an addiction to gambling.....
{written on June 8th, 2010, after we made it into San Francisco and were heading into the city for a day of tourist-y sightseeing! Hooplah!}
I'm on a bus!!! A public bus!! I feel like such a local-yokel using public transportation! Gah!
{this portion of the notebook continues with me doing brief bios' of all the passengers.}
- Frantic Asian family consisting of slender woman ,a fussy young child in a stroller, and an older yet only slightly taller man. The husband, who looks oddly older than the woman, seems oblivious to the entire situation as the child causes a scene. The woman, who is trying to tend to the child, is also trying to look at the bus schedule to see where they need to be. The husband still remains oblivious.
- Bus driver. Amazing hands. I mean, seriously. His hands, weathered and the color of brown leather, tell a story. The veins, the folds, the cracks, the wrinkles--- all tell of the hard work that he has put forth for nearly all of his life. The struggles and the trials show beneath the exterior of these hands. The ring on his left hand show his dedication to his family. The driving gloves, now in his lap, show his dedication to his job. He came back and talked to us, told us where we needed to be and places to avoid and how to get back home later tonight. Those hands also gestured kindness as he talked to us.
I want to draw those hands.
{At this point, I got preoccupied or bored or something. Those were the only two bus bios I did.}
-Lexi
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