Stuffed with Mexican specialties we wandered to Philippes’ where we had enjoyed the French Dipped sandwiches with extended family years before.

Full and tired, we wandered, slowly, back to Union Station, to wait an hour for our Metro Link to take us home. Lounging in those sturdy leather wide armed chairs we were entertained by the passing people and children. An hour of waiting slipped away comfortably. In the noise of the train tracks we found our link quietly waiting on the tracks. We chose table seats this trip and were surrounded by a group of eight traveling together. Four teen girls, bussed the table closest to us, stuffing trash under the seats and started an active card game. Two pre-adolescent boys, with sloshing cups of sticky looking red liquid, sat in front of us. As boys do they were playing a loud game of “one up on you.” Two tired looking women followed them to seats in front of the girls. The girls and the women constantly corrected the boys behavior, with little change in their noise and activity level. The women stayed on the girls to use cell phones arrange rides home from their metro-link. Nearing the end of our ride the women gathered the children and most of the trash to assemble down the steps so they could quickly exit at their stop.
The Metro came to the end of its day in San Bernardino and we walked to our car in the chilly California, Inland Empire, January evening. We were tired, but enjoyed our Metro adventure.