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  • Waiting for a ride

January 25


Vallejo 7:20 AM

Wet and cold, but a ride is waiting.  This is a large commercial van, so it’s just me and the driver.  A pleasant guy.  We agree this weather would be better enjoyed on a walk along the north coast looking out at a stormy sea.  He adds “as long as there’s a warm house with a hot toddy waiting for you at the end of the walk”.

We settle into the rainy ride and NPR.  There’s a piece on the lemurs of Madagascar – I learn there are 33 species of them, from the tiny dwarf lemurs to the largest varieties.  They survive, in spite of recent years of political unrest in Madagascar and the plundering of the rain forests there.

Approaching Richmond the rain stops and we mosey on into the overcast City.

January 19 – Stormy Tuesday


North Concord/Martinez BART  7:30 a.m.

My husband insisted I take BART instead of casual carpool this stormy morning, fearing for me the dangers of the wet freeway and unpredictible drivers.   We head down the 680 to the North Concord BART station, and as we cross the swaying Benicia Bridge with the rain obscuring the windshield, I agree with my husband.  What a storm this is.

I arrive at BART only to have just missed a train, so wait 12 minutes in the increasingly cold wind.  Once we’re underway, I settle into my novel (“Manhattan Nocturne” by Collin Harrison).  I look out at the freeway that runs alongside and am glad not to be in that jammed wet traffic.  After a few minor delays along the way, I arrive at my stop, Powell Street and bundle up for the walk to my office.  This is a real downpour, but perversely, within moments of arriving at work, the rain lets up and the sun comes out.

More storms loom ahead this week. Tomorrow morning I’ll try the carpool again.

January 14 – Soft Focus


Vallejo 7:25 a.m.  I get in the front seat of a 1997 Mercedes Sedan.  A lovely car, and we take off into really amazing layers of fog.  Scary driving but beautiful to look at.  The rough edges of our No Cal winter landscape are in soft focus – transformed into a breathtaking Japanese watercolor.  KCBS Radio keeps us on top of weather and traffic every few minutes, and more news on Haiti’s earthquake is not good.

We commute in and out of the sun, through Berkeley and round the corner onto the Bay Bridge back into dense heavy fog.  The bridge has vanished and we slip into a soft grey space of twinkling red brake lights.   Crossing the bridge, the familiar point of the TransAmerica Pyramid pops out of the fog into the sunlight, the soft focus of the early morning ends and our long-silent driver suddenly begins to rail against the proposed bridge toll for commuters.

I vigorously join in the discussion and we agree it is an unfair toll, that will essentially penalize a most progressive, ingenious system that has made  bay area commuting less torturous, hazardous and less polluting for all concerned.  The driver resents the enforced fast trak account he would have to open to participate.  Sounds like we’re going to lose a driver come July.

We arrive at the drop off corner and step into a sunny San Francisco morning.    This is a great system and I worry about the consequences of the  proposed toll for us casual carpool commuters.

The Bridge Toll Authority makes its final decision on January 27.  Let’s hope the fog lifts on their cloudy thinking as they try to resolve their budget.