Waited forever for the bus, so I missed the train by seconds. I ended up going to 7-11 and getting a nice hot drink and waited for the next Hunt Valley train. I wouldn’t be late; I just wouldn’t be as early as I like to be.

Until we got near Warren Road. The signal arm that stops traffic was caught in the overhead wires that power the trains. Traffic moving up to Hunt Valley was stopped. Traffic going away from Hunt Valley wasn’t sure what was going on. Traffic on Warren Road was moving along at a nice clip.

The flashing lights that warn that a train is coming overrides the traffic signals. Because the arm was stuck in the air nothing would change. The bar on the other side of the street wouldn’t go up, the people staring at the stuck arm wouldn’t go forward, and the Northbound and Southbound trains just sat there.

Eventually they said we could sit on the train and wait, or we could get off and go to the bus stop and catch the 9 to keep going North. Everyone got off the train.

Oh, except there wouldn’t be a northbound bus for a while, because it was caught in the traffic that was sitting behind the gate.

So I walked. According to Gmaps Pedometer it’s about a mile and a half, which isn’t bad, but not what you want to be doing in the morning when you weren’t expecting it. I’m just glad I’m wearing sneakers today instead of my boots. I’m also glad that I tend to shun the suggested dress code in favour of jeans. There’s sidewalk, but most of it is covered in mud and melting snow pushed up by plows. It’s also warm, so there’s a lot of runoff.

As they say: Could be worse. Could be raining.

Now I’m hot and I think I possibly smell. Fortunately no one needs to see me today.

  1. One Response to “I never got the hang of Thursdays.”

  2. Traffic in general was a bitch tonight. My commute which usually takes 45-50 minutes drive instead took an hour and 25 minutes to drive. As you can imagine, I wasn’t in a good mood by the time I finally got home.

    By EoS on Feb 22, 2007

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