The Pioneer bus came in today. Noah Chupp and Marvin Mast are the drivers. They leave tomorrow afternoon with about 35 passengers, including my luggage. I didn't want the long bus ride, so I looked around for a reasonable flight and found one going from Sarasota Florida into Canton/Akron Ohio tomorrow evening. I am planning on picking up my luggage at Pioneer's office Thursday afternoon.
I am listening in to a Spanish conversation with the one on the ground. I can't understand a word they are saying.
One little bike didn't make it into Bill's Bike Shop before he locked up for the summer. The bike sits or stands with torn tires.
I will probably never find out what is in this bag. It is stapled shut and warm to the touch but nobody in the crowd was allowed to know what is in it.