This morning I woke up earlyish so I could go pick up my Navy friend
at the airport. I wanted to get gas before I left but when I went to
the station I normally go to my card wasn't working. I tried two
different pumps and I assumed it was their machines. I drove across
town to another station and my card worked, which confirmed my
suspicion about the other station. I thought about standing by the
pump because I only needed half a tank but I didn't. This turned out
to be a good thing because while sitting in my car I heard a
splashing sound. That was the gas overflowing from my tank because
apparently the auto-shutoff wasn't working. I jumped out and stopped
it but not before gas went everywhere. Had I been standing by it, I
would have been able to stop it sooner but I also would have been
covered in gas. I used the windshield washer/squeegee thing to wash
off the side of my car.
The first part of my journey was spent getting high on gas fumes
because I guess I stepped in the puddle of gas. I was hoping that it
was because of all the gas that had spilled on the car, not that it
was in the car. After getting back in the car with my friend at the
airport it still smelled like gas, so it's probably on my floor mat
now. Hooray.
When I was halfway to the airport my friend texted me to say he was
going to be an hour late. I had no need to worry about being late
myself after the gas fiasco. I didn't mind the late thing because I
brought my textbook and I would just get more reading done. The time
got pushed back a couple more times and it was some time after noon
when they finally arrived. I think this was partially if not wholly
due to the overcast weather. When I was first leaving down it looked
like the clouds were maybe fifty feet off the ground. I've never
seen clouds so low before when I wasn't on top of a mountain.
I ended up driving past the airport because I was looking for a road
that I later found out didn't have a visible sign until after you
were on it. I had a pretty good feeling that it was the turn I
needed to take because it had a bunch of old planes next to it but I
have a tendency to freak out and turn too early so I fought the urge
and kept driving. And then I eventually came back. Then I circled
around the parking lot a few times and took a couple side roads
because the place looked completely abandoned. I finally decided to
park and go in to check and it the inside of the airport also looked
abandoned. I could hear a TV and assumed there might have been one
or two workers at the cafe but that was down a hallway and I ended up
going over and sitting on a couch facing the runway. I chose that
spot because it was quiet and it let me focus on my book.
About forty-five minutes to an hour before my friend landed a small
Navy prop plane landed and right after my friend landed another Navy
prop plane landed. My friend actually new the pilot of the second
plane and it was a complete coincidence that they both came in at the
same time at the same airport. I asked my friend if this airport was
a regular Navy stop off and he said it wasn't even kind of a regular
stop and that it was a complete fluke that three planes ended up
there on the same day in such a short period of time.
I didn't get to see the jet land because it ended up coming in on the
other side of the building from me, but I did get to see it taxi to
its parking spot. Once it was parked and everything was set we were
waved out. The pilot of my friend's jet had a bunch of friends and
family there to greet him and my friend had me. Better than nothing.
We were able to walk all around the jet and I took pictures. My
friend asked me what I thought it would feel like and I figured hard
metal, but then I touched it and it was actually kind of soft. Not
like squishy or anything but definitely not a hard metal feeling.
That was interesting. I also looked inside the back wheel well,
which had tubes and pipes all over the place inside. It was crazy.
My friend walked me around and explained all the different parts and
I even got to climb up and look in the cockpit. It was really cool.
One of the pictures I took is now one of my desktop wallpapers.
Before heading out of town we stopped and had lunch at Chipotle.
Whenever I eat in I get a bowl so I don't have to mess with a burrito
and the bowls are always delicious. I think the key is the lemon I
squeeze on it. I need to integrate that into my burrito somehow.
When we got back into town I dropped him off at his parent's house
and I stayed and talked with his parents for a little bit before
heading home. I wanted to do some productive things but I was also
tired. I did manage to download the two articles I need to read this
week and I eventually wrote a response for the discussion thread. So
I did things, just not as much as I would have liked.
I watched Bob Ross and YouTube videos and tried not to fall asleep.
To help with that I played a little Minecraft, adding a few
Halloween themed patterns in my cross stitch world. When my friend
was done watching the World Series game I went and picked him up and
we went down to the bars. It was nuts. We drove all over looking
for a parking spot and we were going to give it one last shot when we
ended up getting a spot on the main strip. There were so many people
and the vast majority were dressed up in costumes. Some were awful
and a small few were really good.
We went to one bar because my friend only wanted to have one beer.
After he took a sip he was convinced it tasted like pineapple, when
it shouldn't have. He wanted me to try it but I don't drink and
wouldn't have been much help. He ended up getting a guy sitting at
the table that we were standing by to try it and he agreed that it
didn't taste like the beer it was supposed to be. My friend took it
back and found out it was in fact the wrong thing. We stood there
and talked about random things while he drank his beer and I drank my
water, and then we left. Thanks to all the different costumes it was
better than most of my bar-going experiences.
It is now way too late, even with daylight savings. I have been
looking forward to sleep since about the time I woke up this morning.
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