There was a school bus waiting and Jimmy Page was the driver. You could optionally purchase a Led Zeppelin CD box set before climbing aboard but I declined. There weren’t many people there yet. I sat in the first row on the other side from Jimmy. I wasn’t quite myself. I settled in with my right foot resting on the sloping front of the wheel well and thought to myself what a pleasure it is to sit in this type of bus and put your foot on the wheel well. Jimmy sat lackadaisically, his knee up against the big steering wheel, waiting for the bus to fill up. He had long blond hair and seemed young.