I like flying, except for the airport inconvenience and I don't even mind that too too much. Love driving, even long distances. Love trains. The only transport I hate= bus.
I just got ROYALLY FUCKED by my job. Apparently the 6 weeks I took as maternity leave were paid incorrectly. And I owe them $4000. Which is better than the $12000 they were convinced I owed at some point.
But I basically feel like I just got fucked up the ass and that I will not be able to pay for childcare next year. What I owe them is equivalent to 30 weeks of childcare. Interestingly, that's about how much childcare I use.
I think the only snow emergency Utah would call is if the Mother of All Avalanches was coming down off the mountains and aiming for downtown. And I'd think we'd already know the Snowpocalypse had arrived.
Now, if someone else is doing the canyon driving? I love it! They're so pretty, especially as you're heading to the Pacific Coast Highway.
books trip to drive ita up and down PCH
I love driving Highway 1. I'm learning to love it on the bike, but I'm still kind of white-knuckly on the grips.
I love airports. Esp. with moving sidewalks.
I just got ROYALLY FUCKED by my job. Apparently the 6 weeks I took as maternity leave were paid incorrectly. And I owe them $4000. Which is better than the $12000 they were convinced I owed at some point.
Well fuck.
In sum: people who like control fear flying and like driving; people who like to not be responsible like flying and fear driving. Interesting.
Or there is just statistics. I know precisely one person who has been killed in a plane crash. I wish I could say the same for cars.
Of course, I enjoy both and fear neither.
I am so sorry, Kat. That sucks.
I love driving Highway 1. I'm learning to love it on the bike, but I'm still kind of white-knuckly on the grips.
I drove on Highway 1 once North of San Francisco. I was driving a '72 Mercury Monterey, which couldn't corner as well as modern cars. Once or twice I pulled over to let all the cars behind me get past. And I smelled burning rubber once.
I'll have to drive Highway 1 again in a more nimble car....
I like flying. I hate the going through security and waiting around in airports, and being squished in with other passengers is annoying, but the flying part is cool.
I like driving long distances better than short distances. Short runs are all watching for pedestrians and making the correct turns and often come with deadlines. Long runs are freeways and often not much traffic and just enough stuff I need to pay attention to keep my brain occupied enough for the rest of my brain to do some thinking.
Trains are also great as long as I am not in a hurry. I love having a train station half a mile from my house. I could walk down, hop on a train and end up in New York or Chicago or anywhere, really. This tickles my fancy in a way that cars and planes do not, somehow.
People pay good money for this at amusement parks, this is a freebie!
Some people do. Other people do not care for amusement park rides precisely because they don't consider it fun to be jostled about in a metal container. IJS.
But I don't mind the aeronautics of flying, really. I dislike flying because of crowds, inconvenience, delays, taxi-ing, security nonsense, cramped seats, bad food, crying babies, dry air, engine noise, lost luggage, baggage carousels...
I don't particularly love or hate driving, but at least the things annoying me are hardly ever in the car with me. And I love traveling by train.
