in transit

Berkeley, CA

Self-proclaimed "Durham's Best" taxicabs sent us a vehicle that broke down halfway to the airport leaving us (Mom, Mike, I) stranded unhappily on the highway for nearly half an hour waiting for a replacement. In consequence, my mom and brother arrived at the terminal with little time to spare and were eventually thwarted by queues that snaked out of the building. They missed their original flight (10:30 a.m.) and the next one (12:45, full), and the one after that because of an administrative cock-up on the part of the UA receptionist. We're United behind you indeed. I ended up leaving before them (although my flight was originally 6 hours after theirs), and one can only hope that they're now in New York at the time of this writing.

Myself, I'm in Shaun's apartment, being bullied around mercilessly as usual (don't touch this; don't do that etc.) The good(?) news is that there will be blogging per normal, probably in copious amounts seeing as I am going to be abandoned to myself quite a bit, for the next few days at least.

Currently reading:
Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte