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August 29 F Off Spaces!Lincoln's blog got the axe! Apparently it violates some code of conduct. I have no idea what has caused this, but the baby's blog is on lockdown. It is a BABY BLOG. How could a blog about a 10 month old possibly violate code of conduct? After an inquiry and a polite response from Windows Live Support, I've gotten no more information than the following message from some support person named Paul:
"I understand that you are having an issue accessing your "kurtzkid" space, as you were prompted that your access is denied or restricted. I can imagine how inconvenient this can be that is why I would like to take this opportunity to assist you.
We have found your Space, to be in violation of the Windows Live Spaces Code of Conduct for containing inappropriate content. We have given you ample time to remove the inappropriate materials but this was not met within the duration given. Since the violation is serious, we were forced to close down your space. Also, please note that there is no Adult rating for Windows Live Spaces. Posting of illegal materials (ex. profane messages; pornographic, sexually suggestive, or provocative images) is not allowed in our service, even if your Space settings is set to Private or Messenger." This blog may have had profane messages or provocative images, but I can't fathom how the kid's blog could have such nasty, nasty content. The way I feel after two days of trying to resolve this is that it isn't worth it. I'm done. I've had a lot of grievances about Spaces in the past, but this takes the cake. I'm leaving this tirade for a week and then I am wiping the entire blog clean. And no more baby blog. F-that. Family and friends will just have to visit more often to see what the kid looks like. Or perhaps I'll just use other site like Flickr or Facebook. I hate you Windows Live Spaces.
August 19 If we only had the TubeI'm in love with the London Underground. Linc and I have been walking as far as he can stand it and then riding the tube back to the hotel. Today we went out to Notting Hill and wandered Portabello Road and surroundings. We took one line out, and a different line back. We make connections, we are efficient, we mind the gap, we haven't gotten lost once. We are old hands at the public transit here. We have a pass and so we go whevever we want, when we want. It is quite liberating. Tonight we took the tube and met Roger after work and then walked to our friend Lars' place for take away dinner at his place. Within 15 minutes I had left the hotel, walked to the station, caught a train, met Roger, and then we were on our way to Lars' place. How amazing is that? FAST. A cab would have taken longer and the concierge estimated it would cost 20 pounds. WTF? I keep thinking about how awesome Seattle would be if we had such an amazing transit system. We'd never have to drive, ever. We could get downtown in minutes. We wouldn't have to plan the City around parking lots or parking structures. I'm covetous and jealous and sad all at the same time. Damn, transit in America sucks wanger (ok, I"m excluding NY but only b/c I've never been there). Let me rephrase--transit on the west coast sucks. Even SF is a pale comparison and the transit there is pretty decent. If only... August 18 On why the Traditional English Breakfast is disgustingWith not much computing time (nights after Rog gets home from work and after we've put the kid to sleep), I haven't been able to do daily updates of our trip. (In short, the days are filled with awesome walking tours with kid--markets, landmarks, parks/squares, and city planning/architecture focused detours). But I can spare a few minutes before bed to expand upon my disgust for the traditional English breakfast. God, they are awful. I should have known, given that I had exposure to this in Australia. There is nothing really appealing about it. I knew this, but still went for it today. I felt like I needed a hearty start to a day of walking. I also stupidly thought I could feed the kid some of the eggs. Traditional English breakfast consists of all the things I find truly abhorrent in a breakfast--runny eggs, gummy bacon, boiled tomatoes, barely toasted bread, and some flavorless button mushrooms. Even Lincoln rejected the eggs by promptly spitting them out whenever I offered them to him. He happily ate the crusty bread. The one interesting thing about the breakfast is the type of bacon provided. There are two kinds--back bacon (ham) and streaky bacon (the kind we Yanks normally eat). Today I had a cut that included both kinds. The back bacon was edible if not a little too salty, but the streaky bacon parts were atrocious. For the rest of the trip I am going to have to eat pancakes (crepes) or breakfast pastries for breakfast. It isn't protein, but at least it doesn't make me gag to swallow it down. August 16 Whoop Whoop! I'm in Foggy Londontown!Hello little blog. It's been a while. I was pretty sure I was going to leave you in neglect for good. But then I decided I needed a way to document my trip to London. Huzzah. Resurected from the dust!
Why have I never traveled to London before? My god. This place rocks. The energy, vitality, multiculturalism, alone will keep me chattering for days. I'm only here for a week and I'm trying not to feel overwhelmed by all the things I want to do. We got in yesterday afternoon and are already immersed in the city life. Our hotel is in a prime location, walking distance to most things I will want to see in a week's time. Of course, traveling with a small child is different than past international trips. We are really on Lincoln time, and plan our excursions around his schedule, but this kid is one international champ. He slept about 90% of the flight over. You know the flight was sucessful when the people sitting around us were cooing at him as we waited to de-plane. Our boy is a conversation starter. Between the flirting, waving, and high fiving (two newly acquired skills) we make friends wherever we go.
After getting settled in the hotel yesterday evening, we chatted up the concierge and asked for a recommendation for Chinese food (when in doubt, I always want Chinese food). He recommended a place in SoHo called Cha Cha Moon. It was a noodle bar kind of place where you sit at long tables next to random people. We wander over there (amidst people spilling out of every bar and pub-it was happy hour afterall) and we see an enormous line outside the door and we both are thinking why the fuck did the concierge recommend this place with us and a baby? From the exterior it looked hip and trendy and certainly not the kind of place you take a 10 month old. We got a pint from the place across the street and after hemming and hawing just decided to go for it. We were hungry, the kid was asleep in the ergo carrier, and we really didn't have any other place in mind to eat. In the end, it was an excellent recommendation. The food was tasty, it was appropriately noisy in there so that once the kid did wake up his squeals and noises didn't make a dent in the hum of the restaurant noise. Loved it. Tasty and relatively cheap. Who would have thought that we would arrive in London and take our kid to a bustling SoHo restaurant on our first day? Our kid is so cosmopolitan :)
We all slept like logs last night. Over 11 hours straight. Rested and ready to go we mostly did the tourist thing today. We saw a wing of the National Gallery, watched Olympics in Trafalgar Square (both in the morning and at the end of the day), walked past Westminster Abbey and Big Ben, crossed the Thames, wandered around some more, and then met up with an old Terran, Lars, for pints and dinner. I have to say I love that about being a Terran. No matter where you go, if you know a Terran is nearby you gotta try and hook up. Lars was accomodating with the kid and even came back to Trafalgar Square with us to watch more Olympics at the end of the night. The kid could crawl around in the grass and expend energy before going to bed while we socialized and watched GB win golds in rowing and cycling. It is pretty awesome that they are showing the Olympics in the square. Hundreds of people lounge around watching the games. It is really amazing.
I think what I love most about traveling internationally is experiencing the differences in everyday life. Things like traffic signs, posted signs, how people dress, grocery items, etc. Stuff you take for granted every day but are slightly different than the norm. It helps that I can read the signs and packaging and don't have to sit there trying to decipher what I am about to purchase or experience. We have another day together and then Roger is off to work while I explore with the kid. We've had so much fun so far and we've barely been here 30 hours. I think I'll be able to pack a lot in over the course of one week. Any recommendations on what to do? Lemme know! July 29 Roo gets the shaftIt has been an intense couple of days. Lincoln's mobility has increased at an exponential rate. He went from slowly scooting and taking his time to speed scooting/crawling over the weekend. His belly is still on the ground when he moves, but he has figured out the opposing arm/leg movement and is now very quickly moving around the house. When he is awake he is clambering, crawling, climbing, and squirming. He will sit still to read a book, but you can't even get through two books before he starts squirming around. This morning he woke up and within about 2 seconds (I don't even think he was fully awake), he started moving around and climbing on me. I spent most of yesterday following him around and figuring out what was safe to have around the house and what needed to be put away from grubby little hands.
Roo is not pleased by this new situation. Sunday, I found Lincoln in her dog bowl, a handful of kibble in one hand, and the other hand about to cram some kibble in his mouth. Shortly thereafter, he was splashing in her water bowl. I moved both outside yesterday and she seemed visibly distraught. Later in the day I went outside and found a bird eating her kibble. I moved the bowl closer to the house (right outside her dog door) but she was pissed. She kept frantically sniffing around her bowl and stuff because she couldn't figure out the weird smell by her food.
Roo is wary of the little guy now. If she lays down near us, he charges for her--trying to grab her collar or "pet" her (which means trying to pull her hair). He is all of a sudden very into her toys. I bought her a new toy this weekend and of course he wants it, even though he has a gazillion toys of his own to play with and has never expressed interest in her toys before. I saw her snatch her toy away from him and run away the other day and she totally seemed like the grumpy older sister who is tired of her kid brother taking her shit. If a dog could scowl, she'd be scowling right now. Mostly she just pouts on her bed or in the hallway, but even those aren't Lincoln safe spots anymore. And I had to close the door down to the basement so the kid won't fall down the stairs and so she doesn't even have her bean bag to retreat to. Just wait until the kid discovers the dog door and I am forced to put up a baby gate. I will have a very unhappy pup on my hands. I've been trying to give her extra loving and exercise but it doesn't matter. Things will never be the same for her now that he is mobile and after her. She's just going to have to get used to it. The American Dream realizedI can't help but love Snoop Dogg. He is a true businessman. He's been making hits since I was in high school. That's 15 years of choice music. The fact that he is breaking into the Bollywood scene is blowing my mind. Smart, for sure. But totally crazy to imagine.
The last quote of the article is the best:
"Snoop Dogg’s got love for everybody. I like how the Punjabis get down; the way they dress is fresh and they got a real appreciation for music."
Awesome.
July 08 Happy Day/Sad DayIt is pea season! All my hard labor in the spring is paying off with a bountiful harvest of sugar snap peas and snow peas. There is enough for a meal for 2 each day! Today, they will be flash sauted with garlic, sesame oil, salt, and toasted sesame seeds. This will accompany some crispy tofu pillows and salad from the garden.
Sadly, in my enthusiasm over the peas, I ran/skimmed into a wall and my glasses broke again and went flying off my face. A tiny missing piece cannot be found. I may be doing it up dork style and supergluing the glasses back together. RATS!
July 07 Risky BusinessThis morning, Roger brings the baby to me and he is wearing a white onesie and sports socks. What is this? A porno?
That said, the resemblance to Tom Cruise is uncanny.
Risky Business Lincoln:
Tom Cruise circa 1983:
Between the outfit and those bangs, I'm doing double takes :) After Roger left for work, I promptly put some pants on the boy and made him decent. July 06 Kiss your SassafrassThursday night, Roger came home with a free copy of Guitar Hero Aerosmith, including a wireless guitar. I'm not a huge fan of Aerosmith, but the notion of a free Guitar Hero game is pretty exciting. And with a second guitar, that means we can play co-op stylee. As you might expect, we've been churning through the game, solo and co-op, trying to see what songs are available, and of course, earning achievements. After 3 days of playing the game, I find myself disenchanted by Aerosmith (though I guess I was never enchanted). Sure there are some definite hits, and Steven Tyler is an energetic and entertaining lead singer, but I've decided I don't need to hear this many Aerosmith songs over a short period of time. The game has some Aerosmith tracks I know and generally like such as "Dream On", "Love in an Elevator," "Walk this Way," "Rag Doll," "No Surprize," "Uncle Salty," and "Sweet Emotion." But, the majority of their songs are freaking long and drawn out. There are like 3 outros per track. It gets repetitive and boring. In the end, my favorite tracks are the non-Aerosmith tunes such as "She Sells Sanctuary," by the Cult and "Dream Police" by Cheap Trick. There are only 10 tracks in the whole game that are not Aerosmith tunes. I find myself thinking of all the other bands with a broad discography that would have been a better choice for Guitar Hero--The Police, Rolling Stones, Van Halen, Led Zeppelin, Stone Temple Pilots, Radiohead, Black Sabbath. Any of these would have been excellent choices. Instead, I'm looking at an animated version of Steven Tyler and Joe Perry (current day versions at that) and quickly trying to burn through the Aerosmith tracks so I can play the other songs. I guess I shouldn't complain. The game was free and we have both enjoyed having new Guitar Hero tracks to play. Still, I've had Aerosmith overload. We are both singing Aerosmith around the house. And an Aerosmith earworm is not a good thing. Trust me.
July 01 Streets from an alternative perspectiveThe 1/2 marathon was a lot of fun. You must be thinking, "FUN?!?, She's Crazy". But it was fun. A big part of it was having Chloe as my running companion. We motivated each other, chit chatted about what we were seeing and hearing, and kept each other safe from injury. It was pretty stupid to do a 1/2 marathon without training much. Yah, I walk a lot every day and go to kung fu, but it isn't the same. My hamstrings are a little sore still today and I think that I would have been less sore overall on Sunday if I had done a bit of training. I'm pretty impressed that Chloe was able to do it given that she said she hasn't exercised for 2 months! I was really proud of us for having completed the 1/2 marathon. I have a huge sense of accomplishment this week. I was impressed that we managed to run more than 1/2 of the distance (we estimated that we ran 8 of the 13 miles) which is awesome considering that neither of us had ever run or walked 13.1 miles ever. Surprisingly, my feet do not hurt (arches being the primary reason I stopped running years ago). I really enjoyed the jogging. I kind of miss it I think. There is something about the mental clarity that comes while running that I always found appealing. I think that is why I used to like running so much. The other thing of note--I discovered that I really love running into the chute at the end of the race. It was like I got to the chute and I wanted to just sprint to the finish line. I didn't, but I felt the draw :) I can see why people start doing these running events and it becomes a lifestyle choice. The whole atmosphere, camraderie, adrenalin boost, etc is addictive. I think I'm gonna try jogging again if I can find the time to do it without the kid and dog because it was pretty relaxing and enjoyable.
Perhaps the primary reason we did the 1/2 marathon was to be able to run/walk across SR520. That was really cool. I was surprised at how many coins there were along the side of the road. I could have probably collected at least a dollar's worth of change if I wasn't running :) It was neat to look out over the water and view the scenery at a quasi-leisurely pace. I love experiencing streetscapes from a different perspective. Normally we view the urban environment as a pedestrian from the sidewalk or as a driver/passenger in the roadway. However, being a pedestrian/runner within the roadway offers a whole different way of viewing the built environment. The combination of a slower pace from walking/jogging, and being out in the street with no cars allows one to observe their surroundings in a completely alternative way. I feel like you notice different things or maybe it is that you notice more details. This is one of my favorite things about doing things like 5K's, marches, street fairs, etc. It is like we are 'taking back the streets'. It reminds me how much of the built environment is dedicated to roads and cars (approximately 30%; up to 50% for things if you add in parking lots, driveways, etc). Shocking. When there are no cars on the street and you are passing through that environment, it really gives you the chance to listen and view your surroundings. I love it. Even with all of the runners and spectators it was pretty quiet. The course was really neat too. It took us along some streets in Bellevue that I had never been on before--I saw some interesting waterfront parks and places that I might like to come back to at some point. Though I will say that the part along Lake Wa Blvd in Medina/Bellevue and then Killarney Way in Bellevue were kind of a blur (miles 6-10).
I have always considered doing a marathon one of my personal life goals. We didn't do a full marathon, but I think this will suffice for now. By Sunday night I was already thinking about what race/event I want to do next. The Torchlight Run seems appealing. A run through downtown streets on a summer evening? That sounds perfect to me! June 30 When Photo Stars CollideIt rarely works out that the kid and dog are both looking at the camera when I am trying to photograph them together. One of them inevitably looks away or gets distracted by toys or sounds. So I was shocked when I got a pic of Roo, Guinness and Lincoln all looking at the camera in an animated fashion! Success!!!
It even looks like Guinness is smiling. The Roo/Guinness Slumber Party, Summer 2008 was a lot of fun. We hung out around the house, went to the dog park for swimming, and walked along Lake Wa Blvd while the street was closed. It makes me want to have a second dog. Linc loved all the attention and dog action viewing. Roo is cool with Guinness and seemed totally fine with another dog around. Although, maybe she is just good with having her bud, Guinness, around. You can be certain that if there were pettin's to be had, she was nearby making sure she got her fair share. The hardest part was managing the two of them on leashes while either pushing a stroller/walking with child in carrier. I was getting better at it by the end of the weekend, but it was no joke.
June 19 Pre-separation anxietyMy first night away from the kid is coming up this weekend and I'm feeling a little anxious right now. I guess it is better for me to get the anxiety out now (before the trip) so I won't be a total loser/basketcase while I'm down in Portland for a girl's weekend. Most moms I have talked to are shocked that I would leave my 8 month old overnight so that I can go party with girlfriends at a bachelorette party. Is that selfish of me to want to go? I don't think so. Let's just say that I love this bachelorette so much that I am willing to leave my firstborn for more than 24 hours :) Especially when you consider that I haven't been away from him for more than 6 hours. Ever.
It isn't like I am leaving him with strangers. He'll be with his dad. I'm not concerned about Roger's ability to manage the kid. He's an awesome dad and there is no fear there. I'm more concerned about my own mental state. I know I will be thinking about him constantly, though I've already made a personal pact that I will not talk incessantly about the kid while out with the ladies. I won't call Roger all the time to check in (though you know I'll be calling in periodically just to see how things are going). Ladies--if you see me "fugue stating it" this weekend, it likely means I am thinking about the kid and trying my best not to let it show. All I know is that I am set and prepped for some major A gaming this weekend. Perhaps after I toss back a few drinks and with all the associated bachelorette party distractions, I won't miss him as much as I think I will. Even though it feels wasteful, you know I'll be employing the 'pump and dump' method to ensure my boobs do not explode and also so I don't give my child alcohol poisoning upon my return.
I guess I am also nervous for Roger. My kid likes him some boob-time. When he doesn't get the boob-time after an extended period he gets testy and fussy and pretty much unmaneageable until he gets the boob. But maybe that is only when the boob is around and available for the taking. If he doesn't see me, perhaps he won't be thinking about how much better the milk is fresh from the tap. I can only hope this weekend experiment goes well. I just signed up for martial arts camp in August and that is for 3 days. I can't even imagine what the prep will be like for that excursion. As it is, I've been pumping and freezing milk for the past two weeks, amd making up extra baby food for the one day that I will be away this weekend. June 09 Traditions with new facesWe participated in the Furry 5k this weekend. This was our third time walking the course with friends and pooches. It has become another annual tradition for us. I always enjoy the race--it is a good time and a lot of fun to see all the different types of dogs. Plus, added bonus that we live just a few blocks from the venue.
Pre-race shot:
There were the die hards who participate every year:
New faces:
Sleeping babies:
Action shot as the race begins:
Token R&G self portrait:
Of course, we missed some of the usual suspects who have participated in years past (shout outs to Tina, Beth, Mark, and D)! Next year the kid may actually walk part of the race by himself. This year he mooched off his mom and hitched a free ride. He even beat my race time by a split second! :) June 01 When in Scottsdale...Go to Taliesin West! I was psyched to have the opportunity to visit this Frank Lloyd Wright residence/studio in the Arizona desert. There were four things I wanted to do while in the Scottsdale/Phoenix area: 1) hang out by the pool; 2) visit Taliesin West; 3) wander downtown/old town Scottsdale; and 4) visit Arcosanti. I was able to do items 1-3. I needed to an extra day to get to Arcosanti and it just didn't happen. I really wanted to go to Taliesin West and was even more excited once I realized Roger's mom wanted to go too (and I wasn't forcing her to do something that she didn't want to do).
Between all the various architecture and city planning classes I took in college, I've seen my fair share of pictures of Taliesin West. Of course, the pictures are nothing like visiting the place in person. I love the use of the local desert materials, the open quality to the architecture, the angles and shapes. I think it is awesome that the apprentices who study there have to build their own shelters out in the desert and that is where they live while in studio. We took a 1.5 hour tour, which allowed us to see some of the interior spaces as well as the grounds. Linc slept in the carrier for about 90% of the tour (which was awesome). Having the kid on me gave me some leeway to wander away from the crowd (I felt) to inspect things closer (all in the name of 'soothing' the kid). I don't think my tour guide liked it that much, but I didn't really care because I wanted to look at things at my own pace and this was my one chance. It was definitely an impressive place to visit. Check out my photos if you are interested in FLW architecture. May 21 "Crazy Hair!"For the past few weeks I've been feeling like I want to do something 'different' with my hair. I still want it long, but I feel like I need a fresher look. The long hair is nice because I can pull it back, away from my face. This is particularly important right now with the kid since he loves to pull hair. It is just easy to pull it back. I definitely don't want 'a mom cut'. I also still have it in my mind that it would be really cool to have long flying braids when I am training or someday when I test for an advanced belt in kajukenbo. This despite the fact that my hair in braids is actually not very good while training because it starts to come undone easily near my face and the next thing you know I have a rats nest of hair after an hour of training. This won't work during a multiple attacker siutation where inevitably there is a dog pile and you are fighting and clawing your way out from a pile of people. But I am still growing out my hair a little bit. It needs to be longer to achieve the flying braid vision, misguided as it may be.
Anyway, so about a month ago I told Roger, I think I want to do something crazy with my hair (i.e. a wild hair color). It isn't like I am having meetings with clients in E. Wa or other, more conservative locations. I'm not really a professional right now. It seemed like the time was right to try something a little crazy with my hair color. After mentioning it once, Rog was totally into the concept and would periodically come into the room and say "you should do something CRAZY with you hair". After a couple of days of this, it became a running joke in the house. But despite my desire to do something 'different', I didn't really have a vision. So I called my stylist and made an appointment a month out so that I would have time to figure it out. Well, my appointment is on Saturday and I still don't have a very clear vision of what I want to do. I told her generally what I wanted: some chunky highlights in the front and some other highlights in the underside of my hair so you can see them when I put my hair up in a ponytail. I decided I don't want full color. I've had a hard time thinking about what color to do and what might look ok. I've narrowed it down to either blonde or a brightish red. Specifically what, I can't say. I know I'll just pick something out when I get there. And thankfully, this kind of vibe is exactly the kind of thing my stylist likes to do so she was psyched when I told her (nice to have a stylist who is also your friend and won't give you bullshit advice. I like that she is frank and can tell me "that'll look like shit" if indeed it will look like shit). So, we'll see how it goes. I'll have something different this weekend, at least. Who knows. I may return with pink, green, or blue hair :) Doubtful, but I could probably be convinced. I may not end up with "CRAZY" but it'll be a change of pace. May 20 Sick AgainDang it, we are sick again. I'm pretty bummed out about it. We were just sick a month ago. We got back from TX and I immediately got sniffly. I thought perhaps it was allergies because so many new things started blooming this week. I didn't feel bad last week, just congested, so this supported my allergy hypothesis. Also, I kept listening to the kid's breathing and he wasn't getting congested, so this all but confirmed my allergy suspicions. But, on Saturday I decided to take a Claritin before going to the Cheese Festival and by late morning I realized it wasn't working. Clue 2--by mid-afternoon Saturday I developed a small cough. Sunday morning, the kid woke up with a face full of snot. Confirmed. Sick mom and sick child. Aaarrgghhh! I hate being sick. I hate being sick while caring for a sick kid. We were miserable yesterday. Yesterday I let him play 'nurse forever' because I couldn't really cope with the crying and fussing. All I wanted to do was lay on the bed or couch. I am positive we got it from the disgusting hacking woman who sat behind us on the plane ride down to TX. Man, planes are so disgusting. I try not to think about how unsanitary the air is on the plane--the plane just circulates sick air. Blah! By the time we get better we'll have to get on a plane again for our trip to Arizona. Watch us get sick after we get back from that trip too. Who's a grumpy bear? May 16 I smell like FennelMy B.O. smells like fennel or celery or something kind of earthy and different. I kept telling Roger on the plane ride down to TX, "I smell celery". Then the odor starting hitting strong when we were in San Antonio. I kept thinking "what is that smell?!?" Then I got a whiff of my pit and realized it was me. It took me about a day to figure out why my sweat smells different. I've been taking Fenugreek on and off since I got sick to increase my milk production. Duh. That's why I smell like a cross between fennel, anise, and celery. Some online research indicates that your sweat and urine can smell like curry or maple syrup if you ingest Fenugreek. I don't smell those things, I smell celery and fennel (a smell I don't actually care for). I forgot about the smell until this afternoon. Today I ran some errands around town and ended up at Magnuson. I started sweating up a storm and I started smelling that fennel smell again. See what happens when you are a stay at home mom? You forget to apply deodorant every day, start running around town in the heat, and the stinkfest begins. To be honest, my new B.O. smell is better than the old B.O. smell. I just don't recognize my own natural fragrance. Gotta remember the deodorant with this heat! At least a hint of power fresh masks the fennel a little bit. May 14 chatty cabbieWhenever I take a cab, I like chatting with the cabbie. I make an initial effort. You can usually tell pretty quick whether they are interested in conversation with their fare. Sometimes you can get good scoop about the city you are in by making small talk. Other times you meet real characters. We rode lots of cabs in San Antonio. Some of the best interactions:
Cabbie 1:
Me: "Where can I get the best taco in town?"
Cabbie: "My mom's house"
This guy also told us where we could likely buy some Spurs tix online.
Cabbie 2:
We get in the car and the kid is screaming. He asks "you want me to stop at the store so you can get some milk?" WTF? Later as we are approaching the hotel-"People cannot drive for shit here in San Antonio" (he says while making an abrupt turn and drives through a parking lot to avoid having to wait at a red light). This guy was a real piece of work.
Cabbie 3: As we are leaving the AT&T Center I realize our driver is wearing two pairs of glasses (oh no!). Bifocals on top of his glasses. At one point in the conversation the guy says: "last time I picked up a fare from the game I got rear ended. The passengers hit their heads on the back of my seat." (I'm thinking "eeeek!" as I watch this guy try to drive with two pairs of glasses). He was knowledgeable though. He knew a lot about the history of the city and its sights. He did not, however, know where our hotel was without a little help.
Cabbie 4: Drove a Prius (in TX no less!)
This guy was pretty awesome. First hybrid taxi in San Antonio. He was happy to talk about his experience with the hybrid. He said he got ridiculed 2 years ago when he initially bought the hybrid "This is Texas afterall". Who's laughing now? Interesting anecdote-there are a lot of oil execs in TX (obviously). He shared that he has had to pick up at a refinery and they either 1) laugh at him or 2) joke that they can't let their bosses see them in the hybrid. |
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