I’ve got a few items that take a while to happen. The first that takes a while is: me updating this website, and I’m sorry for that, but at least here comes the update.
The second thing that takes a while is public transportation. Alina, Rachael and I went to meet my family at the Dallas zoo last weekend, and it just took forever. We got to the train station just in time to watch the train the we were supposed to get on mockingly depart the station, but at least it was only 20 minutes until the next one.
So we bought our tickets (not knowing which ones we shoud get we went ahead and got the most expensive ones: “platinum” sounded good and hey for $4.50 it wasn’t too bad anyway). You mathematicians out there should be able to figure out that if we put a twenty into the machine, it should give us $11 in change (Rachael rode for free), well the machine didn’t see it that way. Apparently the machine thought we said “keep the change,” so it did. The machine must be plagued with problems because it had a phone number taped to it for technical assistance. We found out that to get our $11 back it would take an act of congress and a blessing of God. So at this point we are still waiting on the bureaucracy of public transportation.
That machine not only took our money, but it also made us miss the next train, and I tell you, there is nothing more exciting that waiting on a train at a station with such a motley group of people. Once we finally got on the train it took over an hour to go about 25 miles, which is super fast for people that don’t have their own vehicles, but we do and it felt as if it would never end. When we finally got the park we paid $9 each (again Rachael was free) to get in, and then met my family inside. The informed us that they had already seen all that there was to see and that all they had left to do was ride the zoo tram. “Oh sweet, another train.” Break out the wallet again, because apparently it isn’t good enough to pay to get into the park, you then have to pay for some old man to tell lame jokes.
Once that torture was done, everyone decided to go home. “Yay, we get to get right back on the train.” This time I think it took about an hour and a half. Public transportation takes too long.
From the train station we went over to Alison’s house to hang out for a while which was fun. Oh, and happy birthday Andrew.
