I missed my train yesterday. It was to leave the station at 4:25am.
I woke up at 5:17am. I FREAKED OUT. I literally bolted out of my bed and frantically called my dad, because I had no clue what else to do. We talked it out, I calmed down and made a few phone calls.
Basically the Amtrak fucked me. No exchanges, or refunds on partially traveled trips. So since the train took me to my destination, I couldn’t get a new train ticket out of it. So, pissed off, I tried to book another train back to STL. Nothing was leaving until Saturday AM.
I was left with flying. So I bought an overpriced last minute flight on a frighteningly small and old looking puddle jumper. $500 down, but at least I’m home. I guess..?
The college was gorgeous, and the anthropology dept. was beyond my expectations, as well as their internship programs. But did I mention that I wore flip flops to Flagstaff? And did I mentioned it snowed 3+ inches while I was there?
(I had back up shoes, but I got off the train and walked through that shit the first night in flip flops.)
I think I’m just going to stay home tonight, after work. I really don’t feel like driving anyway. AND really, I don’t care about your “cool keggers” because I’ll go buy my own beer and sit at home and be antisocial for ONE evening. bfd
Oh, also thinking about taking the train to Arizona instead of driving.