Macworld Expo - Home
January 19, 2008 Posted by Al Castle
7comments Categories: Castle, OSX, Puter Stuff, Travel, gnash-teeth
1am PST - I’m finally home and in my own bed, after landing around 10pm in Seattle tonight. I flew out of Oakland and that airport is a joke, it has very limited selection for shops or food and is no smoking - it is the Lynden of airports. I arrived too early because my roomie had a flight out an hour and a half before mine. The shuttle van we took from the hotel was driven by a superbly bad ass, road-ninja. He must have greased the sides of the van with vaseline to make it past some of the tight spots.
Once at the airport I have about 4 hours to kill. I buy a day pass for overpriced wifi and reply to a few emails, IM a little, which ended with me close to tears. On the plane I throw greenies at the flight attendant and manage to maintain a nice vodka/sprite buzz while jamming out to my cranked ipod music. The people around me weren’t pleased, but tough noogies I was in no mood to pander to the commoners. Upon landing in Seatac it continued…
First, I had to harass the airline to find my luggage, eventually getting my luggage, and then making my way to the Master Park Valet garage. Here I realize I lost my printout for the discounted weekly rate. After retrieving the Benz and sending a few texts, I get ditched by a friend and decided to skip finding a hotel for the night and make the long drive back. No point brooding alone in a crappy Seatac hotel.
Traffic was down to one lane in part of Everette, before and after that I made excellent time with the cruise control always set to at least 8 miles over the speed limit. A quick stop in Marysville for McDonalds and coffee I continue on northward bound.
By the time I reach the Bellingham city limits I’m pretty tired, dangerously so. I’ve got my window open, cold air blasting me, and my stereo on repeat, playing Hurt by Johnny Cash. A cigerette in one hand, iced McDonalds coffee in the other and steering with my knees I manage to make it to mi casa.
I’m exhausted, my back is killing me and my feet are still throbbing from carrying around a heavy backpack and walking around San Francisco and Macworld 8 hrs a day for a week.
Sigh. Someone send me a hug or two.
I’m stealing this idea of a documented status from 20Something, a really great writer.
Currently Feeling: Exhausted & unloved by most of the universe.
Currently Anticipating: Hopefully some restful sleep and no dreams.
Currently Loving: My comfy bed, pillows and comforter.
