Then we rode the Muni back for another hour, got milk and yogurt from Safeway, and got back on Caltrain. And wow, there were some smelly people on there! I think they were hopping freight trains, and deadended so took Caltrain. They looked about 20 years old, and there were four of them. They looked pretty interesting, and very patched and darned. Naturally they got kicked off the train as soon as we hit zone two for only having zone 1-1 tickets. I think the conductor was just waiting to go over the boundary to check tickets. Maybe she does that every day though.
Anyway we got off at Palo Alto to pick up my forgotten cell phone and play with Anya for 15 minutes, then got on the next train down and went home. Dinner, unsurprisingly, turned out to be leftovers, 'cause that much transit is exhausting. Next time I will figure out busses to get us where we actually want to go, and quicker.