Rosie leaves you with little more than an
"Enjoy your food then" and a few glances over while you work through your meal. The Sloppy Joe’s are… well, just what you’d expect them to be, really. They certainly ain’t changed the recipe in all the years you’ve been coming here, that’s for sure.
You finish up, and shuffle out of the diner.
Pumping Plant One...
It’s a little ways outside of town. 30 minutes, as the bike rides. But you don’t do that anymore. Not really. A bus might be more fitting, and you find your way to one. The mystery meat sits heavy in your stomachs.
It’s a guessing game, deciding where it might be best to get off the bus to head towards the Pumping Plant. There were always rumors about it being up and running again. This group or that having taken it over and set it back up into operations. Whether that was the case or not didn’t really matter. At least not to the bus company, who had decided to place stops on either side of the thing, making you walk.
After 20 minutes or so on the bus, you hop off. You’ve left the urban landscape behind, for the most part. Things are a little more open here. You’ve a better chance seeing hikers or bird watchers here than almost anywhere else in Boulder City.
You find a path that cuts, to your best guess, up towards Pumping Plant 1, and set out.
OOC:
Giving space if anyone wants to chime in before we actually reach the plant proper!
