Got my mail yesterday evening and accepted a ride to the Grossmont station. Bad move. I should have gotten some cash at the supermarket across the street and taken the 81 to Old Town, where a bus transfer would have allowed me to ride the Blue Line right to the border. Instead, I wandered all night on tired and sore feet, following well-meant but mostly incorrect information from numerous people. Finally I found my way back to El Cajon Boulevard where I caught the 15 downtown, and am taking a coffee and crap break at Starbucks before continuing on my merry way.
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