Reno to Sacramento

After being checked in by a lady with an Eastern European accent, confirming my $23 E-ticket, separating my backpack from the suitcase and getting the damaged unit weighed in and tagged, I have 45 minutes to wait. I spend the time reading and writing. During this time I get a text message from an associate. He is supposed to be coming from the Bay Area to pick me up from the Greyhound station in Sacramento a little after noon as he wants me to teach him how to drive more fuel efficiently, but he has been pushed into giving a product demonstration for his company on his day off. In anticipation of an event like this, I had already mapped out some SACRT bus routes to get to the data center. I tell myself that I?ll be fine.