Made it down there in plenty of time, there was a westbound freight before the #3 rolled in. I marveled at the metrolink rollingstock, even though their livery is pretty bland compared to the Seattle Sounder and the New Mexico Rail Runner.
Then after departure a young lady handed me her phone so I could try to speak Spanish to her Uber driver. Took me a while to formulate a sentence but I came up with "Venga a la estacion del tren, por favor."

Then of course he rattled off a long line of what I assume were Spanish words, to which I could only respond "No intiendo" and repeat my original request