Vallejo 7:20 AM
The storm rages on but this morning I talk my husband out of driving me to BART and I return to the casual carpool. As we slosh down the 780 freeway en route to Vallejo I see a surprising number of people driving like kamikaze pilots – tailgating, cutting in and going way too fast on these slick roads. Kind of terrifying in any weather, but a special thrill this morning. The 780 is one of the worst freeways for this kind of reckless behavior. There’s a long welcome line of cars lined up at the casual carpool spot and I run from our car to the first ride in line – a big new safe and lovely Lincoln Continental. The driver says yesterday’s commute was a bit slow, but okay. Hopefully today will be without incident.
Unfortunately, there’s no heat in this car – frequently the case. Does anyone understand the logic of this? and what is the general rule here? The driver’s comfort and the riders discomfort?
Traffic crawls – top speed is 40, which is fine with me in this weather. The meadows and hills are turning greener each day and within the next 6 weeks we’ll start to see the first flowers of Spring.
Slow on the Bay Bridge, with buckets of water falling onto the windshield, and somewhere to my right is the City – but today it’s vanished into the storm. 8:30 and we’re here in San Francisco. The driver takes me right to my bus stop for the next leg of my commute.
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