Trip entry #13: Monday
Aug. 1st, 2005 11:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jlhAnd to think 13 is usually my lucky number.
The short version: Carrie's house—>minivan—>plane—>plane—>monorail—>train—>subway—>bus—>home
The long version:
Carrie is amazing; she woke up, loaded the dishwasher, got the kids up and into the car in twenty-five minutes. This was the last time anything happened anything like on time. I got to the airport at 8:40am CDT, 9:40am EDT.
My flight to Atlanta was delayed nearly a half hour at the gate by paperwork. But a plane that isn't running has no AC. I would have passed out if I hadn't been sitting down.
Atlanta airport sucked mostly due to bad memories. I got that same damn Arizona chicken sandwich I got a billion times on business trips and hoped the entire time that I wouldn't run into anyone I knew. Which, luckily, I didn't. The flight, however, was delayed at the gate for mysterious reasons, where the plane was, again, completely overheated
I ran for the monorail (undercooled), then trotted across the hot platform to the train, then had to haul ass across a totally stuffy Penn Station to the horribly hot subway platform where I waited through an E train because it's on a lower level than the C train, then up a lot of stairs to a hot 8th avenue whereupon I decided to take the bus which was AT THAT MOMENT across the street so I dashed with suitcase once again, made the bus. Got home and fuck if the fucking elevator in my building wasn't still out, so after all that I had to lug it all up four flights of stairs in the massive heat.
Arrival in apartment: 5:45pm EDT, drenched in sweat, famished, dirty, and exhausted. The thought of leaving made me physically ill, so I called Em and begged off on the movie (sorry Emily, but I really do owe you dinner).
So I ordered some Thai and now I'm caught up on 6FU thanks to HBO On Demand, and am now making my way through a backlog of CSI on the old TIVO. Carrie, you're going to want a couple of the ones your TIVO skipped to see backstory live—like a certain secret Nicky has only shared with Cath.
The short version: Carrie's house—>minivan—>plane—>plane—>monorail—>train—>subway—>bus—>home
The long version:
Carrie is amazing; she woke up, loaded the dishwasher, got the kids up and into the car in twenty-five minutes. This was the last time anything happened anything like on time. I got to the airport at 8:40am CDT, 9:40am EDT.
My flight to Atlanta was delayed nearly a half hour at the gate by paperwork. But a plane that isn't running has no AC. I would have passed out if I hadn't been sitting down.
Atlanta airport sucked mostly due to bad memories. I got that same damn Arizona chicken sandwich I got a billion times on business trips and hoped the entire time that I wouldn't run into anyone I knew. Which, luckily, I didn't. The flight, however, was delayed at the gate for mysterious reasons, where the plane was, again, completely overheated
I ran for the monorail (undercooled), then trotted across the hot platform to the train, then had to haul ass across a totally stuffy Penn Station to the horribly hot subway platform where I waited through an E train because it's on a lower level than the C train, then up a lot of stairs to a hot 8th avenue whereupon I decided to take the bus which was AT THAT MOMENT across the street so I dashed with suitcase once again, made the bus. Got home and fuck if the fucking elevator in my building wasn't still out, so after all that I had to lug it all up four flights of stairs in the massive heat.
Arrival in apartment: 5:45pm EDT, drenched in sweat, famished, dirty, and exhausted. The thought of leaving made me physically ill, so I called Em and begged off on the movie (sorry Emily, but I really do owe you dinner).
So I ordered some Thai and now I'm caught up on 6FU thanks to HBO On Demand, and am now making my way through a backlog of CSI on the old TIVO. Carrie, you're going to want a couple of the ones your TIVO skipped to see backstory live—like a certain secret Nicky has only shared with Cath.
