Back West

When I got off the plane, the Flyaway bus to Van Nuys was waiting outside baggage claim. I hopped on it rather than sort out a Lyft, and I’m sitting in Van Nuys now awaiting a Lyft to Burbank. (The Flyaway gets me most of the way home, but not all.)

A guy who was on the bus is expressing dissatisfaction.

“I didn’t know you had to pay to get on the bus! No one told me!”