Day One: In Transit
As is my general practice in life, I took the spring quarter down to the wire. I had a paper due at 5:00 pm on Tuesday which I turned in, literally at 5:00 pm. I have trouble letting things go. I just like to mess with them till the last possible second… Then I had a lab meeting on Wednesday, and class on Thursday, and BBQ on Thursday, and a date night on Friday. Things got busy and all of a sudden is was Saturday, and I needed to leave the house at 4 pm and I hadn't packed, scooped the kitty litter, or anything! Lucky for me, at this point I’m very good at packing and my boyfriend is very good at keeping up with the laundry.
|Is this real life? An empty|
middle seat? Praise be.
I was able to quickly zip up my suitcase and my backpack (with minimal work stuff actually, which was nice), made sure to grab my reusable mug, my water bottle, and some airport snacks, and we were out the door. We had just enough time to stop by the Co-op on our way out of town so I could grab some coffee and a few more snacks. I’m sort of obsessed with our local foods co-op. They have an amazing section of bulk foods and, as luck would have it, one of their awesome bulk trail mixes was on sale. Score. I've written before about the importance of bringing snacks with you when you travel. When you are trying to have a small impact, being able to source the products you consume is very important. It’s a lot easier to do this when you make your purchases from sources you know and trust than when you are rushed and hangry (hungry plus angry) at the airport. Bonus points, when you plan ahead, you can make sure the snacks you choose come with minimal unnecessary packaging. I put my trail mix in a little paper bag and my coffee in my to-go mug and we were on our way.
As I've said previously, I live between Sacramento and San Francisco, so I have the choice to fly out of either airport (plus Oakland!). It’s true that Sacramento is a lot closer, but SFO is generally cheapest because it is the largest hub. To minimize the driving time, both for convenience and so we aren't burning a whole bunch of gas in a nearly empty car, D Lo and I generally drive one another to the nearest BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) station and take public transit the rest of the way into the city. Saves major gas when you miss most of that city stop-and-go traffic! The BART ride was actually pretty eventful. About 15 minutes before arriving at the station I checked my BART app. and saw that there were some pretty major delays on my line due to track maintenance. The train I wanted to catch was leaving very soon and the next train would get me to the airport on time, but I wouldn't have time to check my bag (which had a few hefty liquids in it), and that was before the delays...Great. Now I REALLY needed to make this train. Cue me running through the BART station. But I made it and this train, plus delays, got me to the station at the same time the later train (the one I had been hoping to avoid taking) would have originally. Phew.
|My sister-in-law made me this most excellent flower crown |
upon arrival. Sorry for iPhone photos.
However, this meant I could no longer check my bag, at the last transfer point I filled two small travel containers, which I just happened to have with me, with coconut oil (for face wash) and contact solution. I ditched the bottle of contact solution (sad face), but just couldn't seem to bring myself to throw away that nice, glass, organic jar of coconut oil. I boarded the SFO bound train with several other very nervous looking passengers. Seems everyone had been delayed and was now pushing it. I asked the young couple in front of me if they would have time to check their bags and if they wanted a half a jar of coconut oil. "It's organic." The girl looked like she was considering it, but the guy gave me a “are you nutty” face and said no thank you. My little sister later informed me that this was extremely shady pre-airport behavior. Good point. Thus, I had to just toss the bottle of coconut oil and my toothpaste, rely on the kindness of strangers to get me to the front of the security line, and rush to my plane. Cue me running through the airport. Again, I just barely made it. I guess a strange low impact tip would be make sure you have plenty of time so you don’t have to ditch a bunch of your stuff. It’s lame on many levels. So is having to run to catch any form of transportation.
On a positive note, this was the first time I was ever able to check into a flight on my smart phone and avoid printing off a ticket. Etickets for life. This is the first plane ride EVER where I have totally avoided buying snacks. I didn't even get lured in by that post-nap sip of soda in a plastic cup that they offer you. No sir. I had my own healthy snacks and my water bottle (which I refilled at the layover). It felt really good to not spend an obnoxious amount of money on stuff I didn't even really want. So good that I slept very soundly all the way through my red-eye flight to Nashville.