Santa Diega: Day Uno
Wednesday night, I laundered my shit, ironed it, and packed it all up nice and neat in my bag. Then awakened unnecessarily early to pack my toiletries and such. Then, dressed in mah best, trotted down to the BART station to head to the airport.
Literally, the moment I was about to put my ticket into the gate, the ghetto BART attendant came by closing each gate and said, "It’s closed. They’s an emergency. Don’ know how long it’ll take."
Only me.
So, as more people crowded the station and limp explanations were given with absolutely no ETA, I called Southwest to find out about later flights, and then hit up the visitor’s center about possibly taking the bus to the airport.
And while I contend with that crisis, let’s take a moment to discuss with our friends in the public transport authority the sheer necessity and ample viability of giving some form of ETA to the traveling public. When you say, "We have no estimated time of arrival, y’all" we interpret that to mean, possibly hours, days, months. Throw us a bone. "Could be a few hours" or "Could be shut down for the day". It turns out there was a fire at the next station that was contained within a hour and operable again within an hour and a half. Quite thankful I didn’t book a later flight for an extra $80.
Anyways, once on board with my A pass, I for the first time in my life got a window seat. Right near the wing.
God only knows why.
Have you seen that movie "Twilight Zone" with John Lithgow? I just kept waiting for that legoland thing to break apart or some beast to leap up on it and dismantle the shit.
But, lickety split, the flight attendess announced we were in San Diego. We passed over a patch of Balboa Park, and a spurt of excitement popped up in me for the first time in my wormly day.
Last night was spent just bonding with Lavern, Petula, Jo, Marie, and my adorably hyperactive niece Ashley. My mom lives in this cute little gingerbread house now near the trolley, and she, Petula, and I are going to take it around town today. To check out my favorite malls. I kind of miss them. I just want to see how things have changed.
