Quarters

Parking at BART costs $3US for the day. You have to pay if you park anytime between 0400-1500. No exceptions or it can cost a lot. With  a regular BART card it is just a matter of tapping your card at the park station on your way to the tracks. For those of us on any kind of discount, a cash payment is required. Cash. Not credit card, not debit card. Cash. Change up to $4.95 provided. Hit the “cash only” button, enter your parking space  number (oh, right, there is a space number stenciled on each parking space enabling the good folks to match payments to slots) then feed the machine.  Most of the time, I have either one dollar bills or a five dollar bill. The second is the worst option since change is provided. In change.

On my way in this morning I checked various car locations and found …. QUARTERS! I was able to actually, when including the four quarters from my bedroom, to rid myself of change which otherwise just seems to accumulate dust and be aggravating.

My trip to SF this morning was strictly for fun. One of the lovely people with whom I did the NCL Bliss maiden voyage last April was on the repositioning cruise. I enjoyed watching the ship sail in to Pier 27. Mary and I met, walked up to Pier 39, then along the Embarcadero to the Ferry Building before I really had to head home and go back to studying.

 

NCL Bliss

 

I have more photos, but they are still on the camera.

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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