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January 29 The Last Day


READ  COMMENT FROM PAUL MINETT,  CAR POOL PIONEER.  GREAT BACKGROUND ON CASUAL CARPOOLING AND SOME INTERESTING STATISTICS.  AND CHECK OUT HIS EXCELLENT BLOG.

Vallejo 7:20 AM

It’s Friday, January 29 and the last commute day of this month.  Only 5 months until the carpool drivers have to start paying the $2.50 toll.

This morning only 3 of us stand in line, and cars start pulling up right away.  I’m in the back seat of a beautiful grey VW Passat.  This is a very new car with a sleek interior.  The driver is a stunning Asian lady with a wonderful fur jacket tossed over the back of her seat.  There’s a paperback book laying in the otherwise pristine back seat – “Think and Grow Rich”.  A CD is playing what I think of as airport/elevator type music, but it’s mostly piano and is not bad.  She has the volume up and the car is vibrating with the sound.

Extreme Friday light traffic.  7:45 and we’re already rounding the overpass at Emeryville.  My egret is not in sight, but a few little waterbirds (sandpipers?) are scuttling around in the shallows.  We’re in the City at 8 AM.

Happy weekending.