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  • Waiting for a ride

TGIF January 8


Brief and bitterly cold wait.  About 10 of us in the line had a little “freezing our asses off in the cold wind” bonding moment.  Complaining and laughing about the miserable weather.  I’m snug in the back seat of an older 2-door BMW.  No radio.  No talk.  Both traffic and fog thin out as we speed closer to San Francisco in the Friday light traffic.

A lone white egret stands on a rock in the shallow water near the new Bay Bridge construction, gravely regarding the passing motor madness.

January 7


A short wait this morning and my ride is a big lovely Ford truck.  This is a 2-door with a rear seat – I’m in the front, and scooch my seat forward a bit for the fellow in the rear.  We drive across the Carquinez  Bridge into dense fog.  The driver thanks us for riding with him and I thank him for the ride.  We’re listening to NPR.

As we pass Emeryville and take the carpool lane overpass, I see a flock of winter geese resting in the still water pools below (part of the East shore park).  May be the flock who flew over our house last night, honking and flapping, on their migration south.

January 6, 2010


Cars lined up and waiting!  Impulsively, I hop into the first one – a BMW 2 seater convertible.  NOT my typical choice.  I always opt for a large, safe vehicle that has a better chance of freeway survival.   I give a quick glance at the driver as I slide in and am reassured this is a mature, sensible guy who will not kill us.

First thing he says is – “I mis-read you – I was sure you weren’t going to get in my car.”  I laughed and admitted I don’t usually ride in a small car.  He agreed it is riskier.

But what a lovely car!  And warmed seats – yum.  A great ride.

We had a good discussion about the proposed toll for car poolers. (http://articles.sfgate.com/2009-12-10/news/17182378_1_toll-bridges-golden-gate-bridge-toll-increase). He seemed resigned to it, but felt it was fair for riders to chip in $1.

I agree with that, should it come to pass,  but disagree with the toll.

Here’s a great efficient system that the citizens have created, with no help from our representatives or local agencies, and it’s been working beautifully for over 30 years.  It’s helped commuters get to work (and on time),  keep their jobs, pay their taxes, and gets more cars off the road.  And now the  Bay Area Toll Authority is going to tamper with this by charging a toll and, I fear, will undo this remarkable and ingenious system.

The final vote is on January 27 – let them know how you feel:  tolls@mtc.ca.gov

January 5


So foggy at 7:30 a.m. visibility is practically zero.  Icy cold and windy in the carpool line.  We shiver and wait.  My ride is a big, comfortable Saturn Aura.  The back seat, where I gratefully collapse, is sprinkled with silver glitter – some previous riding adventure.  Driver is large and gorgeous and keeps the heater turned up!  Off we go slipping into the fog.

January 4, 2010 – first day back


It’s 7:30 A.M. and I’m late, late.  It’s a cold windy morning with a line up of riders and not a ride in sight.  We all huddle and wait.  It’s hard to go back after the holiday break.  I move to the head of the line and turn down the ride – it’s a 2 seater BMW convertible.  I’m not ready for a race down the 80 freeway, and usually the small hot cars drive like they are. I pass the ride on to the lady behind me who happily takes it.

Here comes my ride  – a big older 4 door sedan.  I’m in the back seat and off we go.  Nice easy ride, but I could have used more heat.  Unbelievably, very light traffic (at 6 AM Channel 4 said the traffic was heavy).  I think I’ll be on time.