binqs
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I hate airports. Because I hate airports, my S.O. has decided to take a shuttle to a downtown location, where I will pick him up. The prob: his flight arrives at 11:00 p.m., and if everything goes well (oh, sure), the shuttle arrives at midnight.
Not picking him up at the airport would be a fine thing--if I didn't have to sit in an empty parking lot at midnight in a big city in not the greatest section of town. In a convertible. He thinks I'm just being a weenie (I am).
What do I do? Just take my driver's licence so they can ID my body later? I offered to pick him up at the hated airport (at least that hell has good lighting) but his mind is made up (as are his shuttle reservations).
I hate driving at night on tricky roads to a place I've never been before. It's like a slow crash landing. I have a friend who actually went through a (benign) crash landing...they instructed her to get out her drivers license and proof of insurance as she assumed the tuck position. (Like a piece of paper would survive a hard crash landing.)
But maybe I should take the insurance card, too.
I hate airports.
Not picking him up at the airport would be a fine thing--if I didn't have to sit in an empty parking lot at midnight in a big city in not the greatest section of town. In a convertible. He thinks I'm just being a weenie (I am).
What do I do? Just take my driver's licence so they can ID my body later? I offered to pick him up at the hated airport (at least that hell has good lighting) but his mind is made up (as are his shuttle reservations).
I hate driving at night on tricky roads to a place I've never been before. It's like a slow crash landing. I have a friend who actually went through a (benign) crash landing...they instructed her to get out her drivers license and proof of insurance as she assumed the tuck position. (Like a piece of paper would survive a hard crash landing.)
But maybe I should take the insurance card, too.
I hate airports.