I’m still not sure what went wrong with the music, but in the dark of the night, having enough light to see how to problem solve the issue wasn’t a possibility. Besides that, there was also a yellow light illuminated on my dashboard. I’m not sure what the yellow symbol indicated, but since the light was yellow instead of red, I opted to ignore it.
Actually, that isn’t true. How do you ignore a yellow light? I never figured out the symbolism, but since I was figuratively leaving on a jet plane and needed to be on the fast track, I permitted myself to let it go. Thankfully the light wasn’t red. Can you imagine? I would have been immobilized from the experience.
My air destination this morning is New Orleans. From there I’m taking the rental car express (with me as the driver) to Ridgeland, MS. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking the better choice would be to stay in New Orleans, known for its Cajun cuisine and blues music, and forget about Mississippi.
I had only traveled about fifteen miles this morning when the accusation of “rule breaker” ushered in the sound of raindrops keep falling on my head. It may have been temporary insanity, but I opted to drive the Miata to the airport instead of my truck.
My logic seemed sound. Reports of a crowded airport had to represent too many cars in the parking lot. My truck is not always that easy to park. Why not make it easy and take the Miata? It is extremely easy to park.
Just so you’ll know, I gave this ample thought. Last night I took my luggage out to the Miata to see if it would fit in the trunk. As I should have known, it didn’t. Consequently, I went to Plan B and decided to take a really small piece of luggage. Seriously, I’m coming back tomorrow. I didn’t need the luggage I normally carry.
Last week a friend was scheduled for a 6:30 a.m. flight. He operates on the notion “that the early bird gets the worm”, so he talked his wife into chauffeuring him to the airport in the dark of night. He arrived at the airport at 3:30 a.m. Of course, his ability to check luggage was not a possibility until the airline counter opened at 4:00 a.m. Would you believe at 3:30, there were already 40 people in line at the airline counter?
His wife telephoned him about an hour later when she got home. He had not yet been able to check-in, but he was approximately #20 in line. Reportedly, it looked like there was a line of about 300 people behind him.
Did I mention I don’t do well in crowds? In addition, yesterday I failed to check in for today’s flight on time. My boarding number is B-49. It would be like rolling the dice to think there would still be room for carry-on luggage by the time I board. Why not play it safe and check my luggage at the counter?
So the rule I broke this morning was “if the top isn’t down, the wheels don’t roll”. The one exception to that is rain. When it is raining, I have no guilt related to breaking the rule.
Before I arrived at the airport, it was raining very heavily. My daughter telephoned me last night and suggested that I park in the parking lot across the street from the airport. They have a shuttle service and pick you up at your car. The heavy rain made her suggestion seemed brilliant.
The last time I parked at the Austin airport, it was in the “walk-in” lot. There was no shuttle service. You walked from where you parked. Walking in the rain works best if you have an umbrella. I didn’t have one, so walking didn’t seem like a good idea.
Just for the record, I left home this morning at 3:30 a.m. I was checked in and through security before 5:00 a.m.
All My Best!
Don