We caught a bus into LA. We were then supposed to catch another bus to the grey hound bus station. Instead Rees and I decided to walk there, to get a feel for the city and try and find the LA library that we thought was on the way. So we walked across to fifth street and started down it. About 20 meters in, the buildings started to get shitter, with the pungent smell of urine creeping into the smoggy air. We had managed to stubble into down town LA. We continued down, looking for the library, meant to be at 630 fifth street, and the streets got worst. Heaps of homeless and beggers staring at us as if we were from another planet. We got to 630 and nothing was there, turns out we wanted 630E not 630W. We kept walking and eventualy got to the grey hound bus station, sweating from the LA heat, but thankful we still had our wallets and backpacks. Lined up for an hour trying to get a ticket to Vegas. Got one and were gald to be on the bus out of LA.